Gladora Pesse Canoe Latakia Flake - 20 Turkish Oriental 50g
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Latakia Flake - 20 Turkish Oriental 50g
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Kopp Tobaccos GmbH & Co. KG, Hans-Löns-Weg 36, 25462 Rellingen, info@kopp-tobaccos.com, https://kopp-tobaccos.com
Kopp Tobaccos GmbH & Co. KG, Hans-Löns-Weg 36, 25462 Rellingen, info@kopp-tobaccos.com, https://kopp-tobaccos.com
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Dr. Magill
Gladora — Pesse Canoe “Latakia Flake 20” A well-intentioned yet ultimately pallid tribute to the English tradition 1. Introduction: To behold the appellation Latakia Flake is to summon, almost involuntarily, the venerable giants of the English canon: a profound smokiness, leathern gravity, dauntless spice, and that noble marriage of dusky Virginias with refined Orientals, crowned by the solemn incense of Latakia. Gladora aspires to tread this esteemed path—yet falters through an excess of restraint. Pesse Canoe Latakia Flake 20 wishes to present itself as a modern interpretation of the English flake, yet one senses that its very soul has been mislaid. What ought to be a characterful blend proves instead a correct but spiritless composition. Respect for tradition is discernible—yet respect, here, has curdled into timidity. 2. Appearance & Cut: The dark flakes lie neatly pressed, faultlessly wrought, irreproachable in their workmanship—yet their very perfection appears sterile. No sheen, no trace of natural oil, no lively interplay of hues. One might mistake them for industrial trial-formations: impeccable, but entirely devoid of aura. 3. Cold Aroma: The unlit fragrance offers familiar promises of the most uninspiring sort: a whisper of dried fruit, a touch of wood, a mere shadow of smoke. All is curiously subdued, almost bashful—as though the tobacco were reluctant to draw notice. Latakia appears only as the faintest breath, far removed from that opulent, near-sacral majesty which hallmarks the great English mixtures. The impression is one of technical propriety, but complete interchangeability. 4. The Smoke: Beginning: The first puffs are mild, indeed almost colourless. A hint of herb, a hint of smoke, a trace of citrus—each arranged in well-behaved, near-academic order. Yet the flame rouses no ardour. The Latakia remains mere ornament, the Orientals play only a courteous minor part, and the Virginia fulfils its office with dutiful sobriety. Middle: As the bowl progresses, one hopes for depth, for that unfolding complexity which gives a flake its true allure. But all persists on one plane: woody, astringent, and—most notably—burdened by a plum-like syrupy casing so liberally applied as to approach the excessive. This confectionary sweetness lingers obstinately to the very end, its tenacity clearly the result of a heavy-handed saucing that muffles whatever natural refinement the leaf might otherwise have displayed. One senses that the mixture might aspire to greater things—yet it seems unwilling to trust its own material. Instead of English character, a kindly, syrup-laden sameness reigns. End: Toward the close, the smoke grows increasingly flat, nearly papery. The Orientals lose their freshness, the Virginia dries, and the Latakia is powerless to impart any final gravitas. What remains is the taste of ash mingled with that lingering syruped sweetness, now without resonance. 5. Burn & Technique: Technically the tobacco behaves without incident: after several lights it burns passably, occasionally demands a relight, and remains cool even when drawn with vigour. Yet this very correctness seems emblematic of the whole affair: dutiful, disciplined, devoid of finesse—an industrious exercise in well-meaning mediocrity. 6. Room Note: The room note is tolerable: a little smoke, a little hay, a touch of cigar. Absent is every trace of that mystical, smoky-spiced ambience cherished by devotees of Latakia. Those who imagine their chamber transformed into a sanctuary of leather and antique timber will find themselves sorely disappointed. The aroma resembles rather a conscientious attempt at “Englishness,” executed within the hygienic confines of a modern non-smoker’s hotel. 7. Comparison & Classification: Measured against the established paragons of the style—Dunhill Standard Mixture, London Mixture, Samuel Gawith Squadron Leader, or Robert McConnell Oriental Mixture—Pesse Canoe Latakia Flake 20 appears as little more than a textbook exercise: the correct ingredients present, yet no true composer at the helm. It lacks the sweet, bready backbone of classical Virginias and the resinous, smoky depth of venerable Latakia blends. Instead, one encounters a mixture that hides its ambition behind a veil of saucing. As neither evening indulgence nor contemplative companion does it reveal a distinctive voice. 8. Conclusion: Pesse Canoe Latakia Flake 20 is not a bad tobacco—merely a superfluous one. Respectably made, technically sound; yet it offers the seasoned pipe-man nothing he has not encountered in superior form a hundred times before. Spice, depth, finesse, and elegance are all wanting. One might, charitably, recommend it as an “English flake for the novice”—yet even for such a role it lacks that noble persuasive power which might win a beginner to the English school. Thus the blend stands like a well-crafted but empty picture frame: impeccable in construction, yet utterly bereft of a subject. Not a new star in the firmament of English mixtures, but a misfired, dim echo of former grandeur. He who seeks the true spirit of Latakia will find here only shadows. Only the packaging possesses a certain glitter that may appeal to those susceptible to such charms.
28.11.2025
Dr. Magill
verifizierter Kauf
Gladora — Pesse Canoe “Latakia Flake 20” A well-intentioned yet ultimately pallid tribute to the English tradition 1. Introduction: To behold the appellation Latakia Flake is to summon, almost involuntarily, the venerable giants of the English canon: a profound smokiness, leathern gravity, dauntless spice, and that noble marriage of dusky Virginias with refined Orientals, crowned by the solemn incense of Latakia. Gladora aspires to tread this esteemed path—yet falters through an excess of restraint. Pesse Canoe Latakia Flake 20 wishes to present itself as a modern interpretation of the English flake, yet one senses that its very soul has been mislaid. What ought to be a characterful blend proves instead a correct but spiritless composition. Respect for tradition is discernible—yet respect, here, has curdled into timidity. 2. Appearance & Cut: The dark flakes lie neatly pressed, faultlessly wrought, irreproachable in their workmanship—yet their very perfection appears sterile. No sheen, no trace of natural oil, no lively interplay of hues. One might mistake them for industrial trial-formations: impeccable, but entirely devoid of aura. 3. Cold Aroma: The unlit fragrance offers familiar promises of the most uninspiring sort: a whisper of dried fruit, a touch of wood, a mere shadow of smoke. All is curiously subdued, almost bashful—as though the tobacco were reluctant to draw notice. Latakia appears only as the faintest breath, far removed from that opulent, near-sacral majesty which hallmarks the great English mixtures. The impression is one of technical propriety, but complete interchangeability. 4. The Smoke: Beginning: The first puffs are mild, indeed almost colourless. A hint of herb, a hint of smoke, a trace of citrus—each arranged in well-behaved, near-academic order. Yet the flame rouses no ardour. The Latakia remains mere ornament, the Orientals play only a courteous minor part, and the Virginia fulfils its office with dutiful sobriety. Middle: As the bowl progresses, one hopes for depth, for that unfolding complexity which gives a flake its true allure. But all persists on one plane: woody, astringent, and—most notably—burdened by a plum-like syrupy casing so liberally applied as to approach the excessive. This confectionary sweetness lingers obstinately to the very end, its tenacity clearly the result of a heavy-handed saucing that muffles whatever natural refinement the leaf might otherwise have displayed. One senses that the mixture might aspire to greater things—yet it seems unwilling to trust its own material. Instead of English character, a kindly, syrup-laden sameness reigns. End: Toward the close, the smoke grows increasingly flat, nearly papery. The Orientals lose their freshness, the Virginia dries, and the Latakia is powerless to impart any final gravitas. What remains is the taste of ash mingled with that lingering syruped sweetness, now without resonance. 5. Burn & Technique: Technically the tobacco behaves without incident: after several lights it burns passably, occasionally demands a relight, and remains cool even when drawn with vigour. Yet this very correctness seems emblematic of the whole affair: dutiful, disciplined, devoid of finesse—an industrious exercise in well-meaning mediocrity. 6. Room Note: The room note is tolerable: a little smoke, a little hay, a touch of cigar. Absent is every trace of that mystical, smoky-spiced ambience cherished by devotees of Latakia. Those who imagine their chamber transformed into a sanctuary of leather and antique timber will find themselves sorely disappointed. The aroma resembles rather a conscientious attempt at “Englishness,” executed within the hygienic confines of a modern non-smoker’s hotel. 7. Comparison & Classification: Measured against the established paragons of the style—Dunhill Standard Mixture, London Mixture, Samuel Gawith Squadron Leader, or Robert McConnell Oriental Mixture—Pesse Canoe Latakia Flake 20 appears as little more than a textbook exercise: the correct ingredients present, yet no true composer at the helm. It lacks the sweet, bready backbone of classical Virginias and the resinous, smoky depth of venerable Latakia blends. Instead, one encounters a mixture that hides its ambition behind a veil of saucing. As neither evening indulgence nor contemplative companion does it reveal a distinctive voice. 8. Conclusion: Pesse Canoe Latakia Flake 20 is not a bad tobacco—merely a superfluous one. Respectably made, technically sound; yet it offers the seasoned pipe-man nothing he has not encountered in superior form a hundred times before. Spice, depth, finesse, and elegance are all wanting. One might, charitably, recommend it as an “English flake for the novice”—yet even for such a role it lacks that noble persuasive power which might win a beginner to the English school. Thus the blend stands like a well-crafted but empty picture frame: impeccable in construction, yet utterly bereft of a subject. Not a new star in the firmament of English mixtures, but a misfired, dim echo of former grandeur. He who seeks the true spirit of Latakia will find here only shadows. Only the packaging possesses a certain glitter that may appeal to those susceptible to such charms.
Michaels Zigarren
anonym
Kaltgeruch rauchig, aber nicht harzig oder schwer. Weniger wie ein Räucherschinken als vielmehr wie ein angebrannter oder karamelisierter Obstkuchen. Aus den ebenfalls sehr schön geschnittenen Flakescheiben habe ich dieses Mal Kügelchen von ca. 5 mm Durchmesser gerollt und in die Pfeife fallen lassen. Dadurch, dass der Tabak etwas feucht und ölig ist, behalten die Kugeln gut ihre Form. Beim Rauchen eine ganz weiche süße Rauchigkeit. Man muss ihn fast dazu zwingen, damit er heiß wird. Für einen Latakia sehr elegant und ausgewogen, sehr tiefer rauchig-süßer Geschmack, vielleicht wie ein Tarte Tartin. Hervorragend!
11.02.2024
anonym
verifizierter Kauf
Kaltgeruch rauchig, aber nicht harzig oder schwer. Weniger wie ein Räucherschinken als vielmehr wie ein angebrannter oder karamelisierter Obstkuchen. Aus den ebenfalls sehr schön geschnittenen Flakescheiben habe ich dieses Mal Kügelchen von ca. 5 mm Durchmesser gerollt und in die Pfeife fallen lassen. Dadurch, dass der Tabak etwas feucht und ölig ist, behalten die Kugeln gut ihre Form. Beim Rauchen eine ganz weiche süße Rauchigkeit. Man muss ihn fast dazu zwingen, damit er heiß wird. Für einen Latakia sehr elegant und ausgewogen, sehr tiefer rauchig-süßer Geschmack, vielleicht wie ein Tarte Tartin. Hervorragend!
La Vida Pipetto
Andreas H. Angenehm würzig und sehr weich, nicht süß mit schönen erdigen Röstaromen und der typisch fruchtig/seifig/floralen Latakia-Note. Wird kein bisschen heiß, selbst wenn man ihn dazu zwingen würde.
16.07.2025
Andreas H. Angenehm würzig und sehr weich, nicht süß mit schönen erdigen Röstaromen und der typisch fruchtig/seifig/floralen Latakia-Note. Wird kein bisschen heiß, selbst wenn man ihn dazu zwingen würde.
