Scandinavian Tobacco Group (STG) Erinmore Flake

Sorry guys but this one doesn't work for me.

the tin smell is interesting but that doesn't translate into a good smoking experience.

first off, i've tried almost everything and I do have issues keeping it lit. i'm no big expert with flakes but it is annoying.

secondly, the mild, somewhat pleasant first few puffs, soon turn into a bizarre bite that just ruins it and pretty much covers everything you may have enjoyed so far.

wont buy this again.

I just cannot get enthusiastic about this flake. I read the reviews...tried aging it, rubbing it out and darn near everything short of smoking while in some yoga position. All to no avail. The licorice note when you open the tin is pleasant (if you like licorice as I do) but it simply doesn't translate to anything much during the smoke and overall it is a disappointment. I did mix some with a bit of Burley and sprinkle the whole with some Dalmore Single Malt and let it sit for a few months. That was not too bad, but this stuff straight out of the tin is not worthy of being called an "exotic" or "exclusive" tobacc.

Erinmore Flake: Flavorless incense for pipes, not people. Nothing appealing, whatsoever. If you want something flat, try a pancake. At least with the pancake you can add flavor to it and it won't bite back.

Appearance is a dark brown flake. Tin smells sweet, a bit like candied orange peel. Tastes flat and cigarette-like.

Erinmore Flake is an uninteresting, cased, poor quality tobacco. I find no reason to recommend this for anyone.

Tin notes of sweet fruits and hay. I wish this didn't bite as bad as it does, or it would have earned one more star.

A bit difficult to pack and get lit. The more you try, the harder it bites. I have it in the cellar for the last year now, I'll update soon and hopefully add that 3rd star.

Update: After writing this review, I grabbed the tin out of the cellar. Nice moisture now, just the way I like my flakes. Packing and lighting was a dream, the rest of the experience was a nightmare. I didn't think this would get worse, but it did. Tenfold. It now tastes like cigarette ash, still burns, and tastes horrible. Downgraded to 1 star.

When i first opened the tin I thought, well this is pretty interesting. I'm aware that this flake has been around for awhile and is liked by many so I tried not to let the cheap perfume scent bother me much.

Packed a couple flakes, lit in and wow. Not a pleasurable experience. Imagine smoking a bowl of fine flake beside your better half while she fills her hair and the room full of some aussie mango hairspray or something. That's about as close as I can get. About mid bowl the perfume barely subsides. Enough that you can taste fine tobacco in there. Smokes great, no bite. I'd love to try this tobacco without the perfume. The bottom of the bowl got a little ashy for me.

I've smoked a couple pipe loads before reviewing this and with the same results. I haven't tried airing it out, so that's next. Maybe enough of the kick will air off to make this smokeable. I'd hate to waste a tin. But personally I just think I really don't like this tobacco at all. Why I torture myself I'll never know. 1 star for being tobacco.

I felt betrayed by the 'professors' review (priss.pipes.org/ the Professors Pipe Page And Tobacco Bar). He had never led me astray before.... This is a stout licorace laden smoke with an intense cherryish gum like flavoring. I do not like licorace and for me it was like chewing black licorace, while chewing jucy fruit and smoking a ciggarette all at once.

If a authentic hippy from the 60s had come up with this I would have been neither amazed or suprised. I am amazed and suprised however at the fact that this smoke has been around for a long long time but tastes and smokes like something space age. Have we found the first true psycadelic pipe tobacco.

Come with me for a moment to a far away island. Take my hand and follow me to jamacia or the windward isles where the bannans grow. We each have a pipe but sadly no tobacco. As the days go by and the heat blisters our skin we need a smoke more and more. Finally in desperation you decide to use the last of your strength to climb a pine apple tree. As you reach the top you are sad to find only burnt pine apple skins. You are about to climb back down when a idea breaks through youre weary mind. Looking down from that great height you see me peering up at you with expectation and a frothing mouth ready for a smoke. "Here you are, catch this." you call as you toss the sunburned pineapple skins down to me. You carefully make youre way back down the tree.

Eagerly we find our pipes from within our back packs and fill the bowl with the dark, burned pineapple skins. With our last few matches we light up and inhale. Pure pineapple fills our mouths. Hot humid pine apple with a taste of tropical fruits surely a tatse unlike any we could have expected from our pipe. The sea crashed around us and the sun shines down in fury on our heads but we do not care. The pineapple oh the pineapple. Strong and blissfully sweet. It even coats the inside of our mouths. Pure bliss.

I put the pipe down in the ashtray and flick the telly over. When I smoke Erinmore flask I am used to such blissfull hallucinations....Are you?... IF YOU ARE NOT USED TO THESE HALLUCINATION AND WANT A THROAT LEFT IN THE MORNING THEN AVOID THIS LIKE THE PLAUGE...YUK..

P.S Ive given my tin to my grandad he seems well chuffed 😉

My elderly father used to smoke this (he now smokes the Erinmore mixture and nothing else - you really can't teach old dogs new tricks...) so for a nostaligia trip I like to open a tin I have and take a sniff of the singular aroma. I've tried this folded, rubbed, wet, dry and standing on my head but I just can't get it to work for me. I get a headache and my mouth feels like I'm sucking on an old sack. I'll occaisionally light a bit in a ashtray to remind me of my father, but I won't be putting it in my pipe anymore.