The Storyteller's Pipe Cockeyed Kilt

So, resting within an alternative framework, we now have come to consider a kilt that is rather unconventional in appearance, one that is somewhat askew. From The Storyteller’s Pipe flings the featured Cockeyed Kilt. Nothing remotely like the Tilted Kilt, the Scottish version of Hooters, please do keep that in mind. But you know my friends, that is a completely different discussion for a completely different audience, so we’ll just leave it at that, uh-huh.

Coming to us in full regalia is Cockeyed Kilt, an original mixture conceived in the spirit of flexed smoking accommodation. As a typical aromatic/non-aromatic concoction, this offering brings the tradition of a standard English gingerly spirited with a right smart dosing of choice top level additives. Carrying a sweet and soured pouch essence of a lively indulgence, let us peek at what’s underneath that hanging cloth, shall we.

Quite simply, If I were to accurately categorize the feature blending overall, I must say that Cockeyed Kilt is an exceptionally light-bodied, mild Aromatic English/Scottish style tobacco in general. Namely, the mixture centers upon a taste profile that presents a very modest non-aromatic experience colored by the thinned influences of sugary fruit-based coatings. Furthermore, I do suspect there are other unmentioned additives afoot here based upon the actual registration and I will get to that point shortly.

Principally, the magnitude and intensity of both the native varietals and the top-coatings are practically restrained by design. It tends to feature the Turkish/Oriental and the Latakia on the front edge of the native taste while the Burley, Virginia, and Cavendish play their part in a secondary condimental fashion. With the commencing of the bowl, the mentioned fruity dressing, for the most part, is primarily amplified more stylishly, yet with time it does meter off to an extent.

Regarding the minimalistic aromatic element within the profile, I was able to perceive a delicate sour lemony-grapefruit affluence intertwining agreeably with a node of mandarin-like orange. On the initial forward wave, a minor accenting note of reduced cherry/berry perhaps, registers cleanly but then seemed to detach itself with quickened notice. There is an elusive and small flash of a lighter vanilla cream sweet cordial that presents itself circulating underneath as well as some grainier corn syrup highlighting. And as I previously alluded, this gentle sweeter dosing, overall, shows a marked decrescendo within the first half of the session.

Playing into the modality of common English/Scottish tobacco genetics, Cockeyed Kilt tenders very much as a Turkish/Oriental forward undertaking. Right behind this lively seasoned facing, it is the controlled Latakia that assumes the position of secondary importance, although reasonably contained in force. All other of the recipe’s core constituents surface with a more casual announcement to fill out the body of standard flavor. Generally, a bright spicy floral-ness affording an overarching piney demeanor shoots forth as the leading characterization. As this bit of Turkish/Oriental influence combines with aforementioned citrus additive, the rendering borders upon the feel of an orange pekoe tea. Additionally, the Turkish/Oriental engenders a bit of briny soda like notes, sweet diluted herbal qualities, a bit of buttery tempering, and eased earthy sourness which rightfully serves to capture the typical essence of this strain. As for the Latakia, it seemed content to produce some darker smokey wood overtones bundled with a mildly pungent mustiness as well as a shadowy calling of rested fruit and hint of weaker leather.

The mid-body flavoring is fundamentally comprised by sugary nutwood Burley painted with traces of soft molasses, a dash of cocoa and nimble natured mint. The wavering voice of the Burley speaks at a lower frequency and volume of course, thus effecting limited contribution. For the bottom-lying Virginian content, the characterization divulged largely a sugary citrus tang complementing a base flavor attribute of gentle faded grass. This Bright leaf does also endow a bit of caramelized accenting and yeasty bread note seasoning.

Last, of less significance, there is a little bit of earthy woodiness coming from the Cavendish. The leaf’s weightiness upon the actual composite taste is of trifle insignificance but more important in leveling the topography of the surrounding structural ingredients. Overall, the validity of the native English/Scottish centric flavor grows arguably truer with the progression and the bleed-off of the applied coatings. Displaying admirable mechanical performance, this tobacco makes for a brave light-hearted companion. Its gentler room essence tends to be dominated by a spice-infused delightfulness swirling freely by the stimulating character of Turkish/Oriental and smoky Latakia with just a modest dosing of sweet citrusy sugars. Effectively, a pleasant overall persona surfaces appeased by its medium bodied clouds of ample concentrated vapors. The produced smoke feels rather pleasant in the partaking, being low on conditional roughness and measurable nicotine. Therefore, Cockeyed Kilt, like the famed Wallace, stands steady ground.

In sum, Cockeyed Kilt would serve nicely as an easeful early morning English/Scottish spirited smoke, as it seemed to pair well with a stronger coffee and brewed sweet tea. Subsequently, The Storyteller’s Pipe properly hit the mark of intent as this tobacco is most definitely a good representative sample of a true crossover blend. Mainly, the flavor neither fully commits to a standard English/Scottish nor to a bona fide sugary aromatic but carefully bridges both. It is very similar to Revelation by all experiential consideration. Smoking this mix is less the flaming passion of hot encumbered romance but rather the wholesome first date congeniality of a hand holding introduction in other words. Oh, and lest I forget, the flavor is best serviced through a simple cob based upon the trials.

Most likely for the experienced English smoker, however, Cockeyed Kilt might be as impactful as dropping a shot of Jack into a full liter of Coke, if you catch the drift of that metaphor. Yet, for those seeking to dabble with the conventional feel of an English/Scottish, then by all means, this blend would most likely oblige them well in my opinion. So, if your curiosity is of a more discerning nature in experiencing what is under that kilt and why it is apparently thrown aside then I suggest you give it a closer look-see! 2.9 Pipes.