Foulkes and Sons, Season 7 Episode 1

Is there a better way to kick off the new season of Foulkes and Sons? The question is, of course the very definition of rhetorical, as there can be no finer start to the new series than to begin at that temple to tobacco, that Cathedral of the cigar, Davidoff of London, where the best father and son double act in the business, Edward and Edward Sahakian, preside over a little Elysium in the West End of London In this, especially erudite episode, not I hasten to add anything to do with me, but entirely down to the Sahakians, we learn of the current craze for ageing Dominican Davidoffs (and having some millennium blend cigars from the late 1990s, I can confirm how deliciously they mature ) We taste the new Number One Signature Limited Edition , which is setting the world, abuzz because of the extra ring gauge point, making it a 39, rather than 38 And that extra 1/64 of an inch makes all the difference in this festival of flavour that pirouettes across the palate As I have now come to expect from a new Davidoff, it comes complete with tasting notes so accurate that one could set one’s watch by them. Divided into distinct zones of flavour, this cigar evinces everything from Woody flavours to, judging from the pictogram, those of a cupcake with a healthy dollop of icing (frosting for our friends in America) Elsewhere, Max gets very excited about the fire engines that keep piling up outside the store. Clearly word, got out that we were having a cigar conclave with the very highest in the land, and the emergency services were on hand a nd high alert in case we enjoyed the cigars, a little too vigourously. Happy to recount that all went well, and that the cigar is excellent