@Badheart
Yeah, cigars can be all over the place. There were some little ones at my grocery store for awhile - not as small as a cigarillo, but small, almost exactly what Clint Eastwood’s character was smoking in The Good, The Bad, The Ugly, and man … those things were perfect. You could smoke those right down to your lips and every single moment with them was like the best cigar in the world. I wish I could remember their names … they were oh my god expensive, but every time I had to drive further than 3 states in a row, I got one for every border I crossed.
I wish I could remember what they were called … I’d get some one the interwebs.
Every other cigar I’ve tried that looked like them were just rank, and anything after the first half of them was just resentment and belligerence.