I've no real interest in cigars, save for the one time me and a buddy each smoked a stogie when we were 20 - you know, just because we could.
So, last night I went to an intimate acoustic blues concert held in the parking lot of a busy cigar/tobacco place. I did chuckle when they charged me a "one-cigar" cover charge ($2.50 for their cheapest one, since I don't smoke).
Interesting experience, interesting dynamic. With the exception of me, everyone in the crowd had an aromatic cigar lit with a nearby bottle of scotch or bourbon on a little table.
I really had no idea that many nice-looking women smoked cigars, and the male-female mix was even. But it was a friendly and fraternal bunch, and I did enjoy some of the different fragrances. Thought I detected vanilla once and cherry another time.
I told the owner I remembered my father smoking John Rolfe peach-brandy tobacco 50 years ago. She said they still make it, but blackberry-flavored seems to be in vogue today. Interesting.