You just can't win can you . **** these experts one day its bad for you the next its good. You can' t beat beer and chocolate i say.
Just wait until you read a report you like, then trust that expert I’ve found mine, so I’m sticking with it (I am still looking for the research that talks about the health properties of Cuban cigars though!)
Yes its a bitc strong mate. I went out the other Friday afternoon. I had acfew ales in Hawkes abd Minerva. I was perfectly fine until I had a La trappe dubbel, a Westmalle dubbel and a Westmalle trippel in Head of Steam. I was rocking after that. A bit pricey but worth it.
Alright it's from Cigar.com but still. Compelling I'd say. I am here to deliver a message—brutally unpopular as it may be with many, but certainly on the money with the readers of this fine blog page. It’s a secret that we Brothers of the Leaf have literally known for centuries. And even though what I am about to state may be my own humble opinion, I am willing to risk ridicule and damnation to stand up for one of the greatest passions I have ever known in my entire life. I am here to certify that smoking fine cigars is, without a doubt, good for you! I realize my brazen remarks fly smack into the face of conventional wisdom… but conventional wisdom once told us that the earth was flat, man could not fly, the Russians were evil, and so on, and so on…. To that I say, feh! (And, may I digress to state that I have still never tasted orange zest, marzipan, or roasted venison in my Montecristo?) Listen again as I say it loud and say it proud: The act of smoking fine cigars is good for you—good for the mind, good for the soul, and an absolute benefit to the human condition. A good cigar is a best friend in your moments of reflection, a calming influence when the brain is frenzied, and a stimulating boost when your battery has run low. In the words of British Baptist preacher Charles H. Spurgeon, a highly influential Christian leader in Great Britain during the mid 1800s, “When I have found intense pain relieved, a weary brain soothed, and calm refreshing sleep obtained by a cigar, I have felt grateful to God, and have blessed His Name.” I proclaim that the mental effects of cigar smoking bring forth relaxing benefits that no $300-an-hour shrink can provide. A savored nightly smoke delivers the mental tranquility that is absent from a long, hard day at work. The rich aroma of a finely aged blend, and the physical act of drawing that heavenly first puff can truly put one into a happy place that no horse-pill tranquilizer could ever provide. And, most amazing of all, the physical body follows suit, as your nerves calm and your breathing slows to a healthier pace. All the foibles and pratfalls of daily life seem to drift magically away into a blue swirl of bliss. The mind/body connection has never been so evident to me then after partaking in a handrolled cigar. Oh yes, I will state my case again, that cigar smoking just may be the remedy to what ails you. So, who am I to make such a demonstrative assertion? What credentials do I retain that qualify me to declare such outrageous pomposity? You’re right if you assume that I possess no MD or PhD. (and I’m guessing you don’t either!). If you have never reveled in the ritual of a post-dinner puro, then how can you disclaim my words? And this is just an observation, but when I attend smoking bars and private clubs, I witness so many doctors relaxing with fine cigars and enjoying themselves. And that is a fact. I didn’t just make this stuff up. If you Google “cigar quotes” you’ll find a plethora of statements, much like Reverend Spurgeon’s, made by lauded poets, novelists, and great people of history who have found the cigar to be the secret ingredient to a long and wonderful life. What we must keep in mind is that the likes of George Burns (100), Sigmund Freud (83), Winston Churchill (90), J.P. Morgan (75), Groucho Marx (86), Thomas Edison (84), and Mark Twain (74), all smoked an astounding fifteen to twenty cigars per day for close to half a century… apiece! (A spritz of Febreze anyone?) Oh… and, just in case you wondered, those numbers in parentheses? The ages that each of them lived to be. Fact
Bastards, I've been thinking on and off all day about losing weight, now I don't have to, waste of time that was. Necked ten Aldi ciders today though
I love Love rattler, always drink it in Cornwall, money's bit tight till payday though. I've got a rattler pint glass somewhere. Cousin got me a gift set for Christmas after I got her mam ratted on it
Funny you should mention this Chazz the same thing is said about a glass, or two, of red wine, some people are horrified that I sometimes have a glass with breakfast. I've always thought it odd that people can smoke (whatever they smoke) but if I fancy a glass of red wine, instead of yet another mug of tea, it's a bit iffy. I went for an early morning stroll when in Spain once and groups of men where waiting for their transport to work. Not meandering about outside though but sat at a small bar downing what looked like shorts, then their transport arrived, no wonder they drank
The whole point of this thread was the research that clarifies that a glass, or two, of red wine is most definitely good for you, and will make you live longer I don’t think it matters when you have them, so booze away with your breakfast! It’ll help you (a beer with a full English is a beautiful thing too)
Bucks Fizz with breakfast? Sometimes I will. Sometimes I won't. It's all about Making Your Mind Up. Badum-tish!!!
Back in the sixties when I worked on the fish dock I used to get my lunch from a shop next to Rayners on Hessle Road which was called Hannermans (No sure of the spelling). They did the best dripping and beef sandwiches ever, they were delicious.
I take my instructions from campaigners that are experts in early morning beer drinking. I find my CAMRA never lies.
