Buying Your First Humidor
A box of cedar, a little water, and a great deal of patience. What to buy, and what nobody tells you.
Every man who smokes cigars for long enough arrives at the same small humiliation. He buys a handful of good ones, leaves them in a drawer for a fortnight, and finds that they've gone dry. The wrapper cracks when he cuts it, the cigar burns hot and fast, and something that cost him real money tastes like a bonfire of regret.
A humidor is the cure, though the handsome option and the sensible one are often two different boxes. A humidor isn't furniture that happens to hold cigars. It's a small climate, and you're the one who has to keep it.
Here is what I wish I'd been told before buying my first.
R. Ashby writes for Madison Hour. He wears a gold watch, smokes a Davidoff when the evening allows, and answers his letters by hand. He prefers not to say much more than that.
