Boswell Pipes & Tobacco Christmas Cookie

Very good to smoke and kick back. I like to come home after work and have a good size bowl to relax. It has good taste and a wonderful aroma. No tongue bite. Very sweet tobacco.

Oh, this stuff is good! My non-smoking friends simply adore the aroma, and it is easy-burning and smooth on the palate. Plus, the distinct smell of cookie dough wafted through my mustache for days. A truly exceptional aromatic.

Well,,, if you like sugar cookies.... This one is for you. Just not what I was looking for in a smoke. Wow--- super sweet !!! Back of my throat and tongue raw with the over dose of sweetness.

Can someone help me out here? This is the first time I ordered tobaccos from Boswell (it's hard where I live, have to wait for friends to bring me some from the states when they visit). I ordered a pound of different blends and loved all of them. Though my 4 ounces of christmas cookie had a really weird (rotten-like) pouch aroma. Almost made me nauseous. Nontheless, I smoked it, and to my surprise it tasted good. So what's the deal with this sickening pouch aroma? All I ever heard was that it smelled amazing in the bag.. Did I like get a bad batch or something? Or is that the smell of the whiskey/alchohol/liquor? I don't drink, nor does my family so I'm not really sure what whiskey, and liquor smell like.. Appreciate any info on this. Thanks.

This is a tough tobacco to rate:

The room note is second to none. I mean that. It is far and away the nicest room note of any tobacco, ever. If you want to make a place smell nice, ditch the scented candles and smoke this tobacco. It's worth having at least for that.

Unfortunately, like most aromatics (not all--No Bite Delite from the same blender is an exception) the taste is nothing like the room note, and is in fact sort of unpleasant.

If it weren't for the "off" taste, this would be one heck of a tobacco. But room note cannot cover all sins.

Alas.

Wow, never thought I would like a blend called "Christmas Cookie" this much!

Smokes cool, dry, and sweet through the whole bowl. Doesn't need any fuss or coaxing to keep lit. Room note is as advertised; COOKIES!

The flavor reminds me of something traumatic in my past, something that has scarred as much as it has shaped who I am... Thats right... CAPTAIN BLACK! That tongue crucifying, sour old molester of young men! IF ONLY this was in his ship (pouch/tin) the world would be a better place. They are very similar: sweet, vanilla with a boozey taste and amazing presence in the room, but the Cpt.Black's do-goodie- handsome twin should be in his place!

My favorite of all the Boswell tobaccos, no tongue bite at all on this one, incredibley sweet like a sugar cookie. A must try.

this is one i come to love the taste for me is when lite carmel and chocolate sweetwhiskey , it tastes smooth thru out the whole bowl (even relite) and danker thru out the whole bowl, i highly recomend for spople with varieties of taste this is a must have in my cache

This tobacco reminds me of a time, many years ago. When I had been living in London, I was, at the time a banker and dabbled a bit into money lending. All the greed and money hording eventually caught up with me and I became a very stingy and bitter fool. I had one man under my employ by the name of Cratchit, Bob Cratchit to be exact. I had taken it up as a hobby to try to make this man's life a living hell, after all, he was poor, and the world needed to be rid of peasants such as him. On one Eve of Christmas, after my stupid arrogant nephew came and tried to convince me to enjoy the holiday; Cratchit had the nerve to wish me a "happy Christmas", I should have knocked his blinking block off for uttering such rubbish to me. I, having rejected the idea of Christmas, told Cratchit that if he wanted to keep his job, he would continue to count money, crunch numbers and keep the books as i had asked. It was bad enough that the man picked my pocket every Christmas when he DIDNT WORK... WITH PAY! I had no pity for him and his pathetic crippled son, Timothy. I needed my money.

I was so consumed with my lust for money that my mind had created a phrase that, in my mind best embodied my frustrations, "Ba Humbug". As I would walk the streets, people would see me and in order to show my great displeasure upon them, I would look at them and say "Ba humbug!" This attitude led to a sort of notoriety among the town folk, but I didnt care. Half of them owed me money anyways, I held all the cards in the end.

That night after I had my nightly crumpet with butter and a nasty glass of warm sheep's milk, I started off to bed. Almost immediately after drifting off to bed,I was awoken by a great brute by the name of "Jacob Marley", my old fool of a business partner. This startled me, but never the less, I listened to the apparition in front of me. Marley proceded to warn me about some things which I payed not much attention to. The great oaf was covered in chains. Warned me about 3 ghosts, and being greedy. But being greedy I wanted to take his chains to melt them down and counterfeit them as jewelry. As I went back to sleep, I was abruptly awoken by a jolly fat man who claimed to be the "Ghost of Christmas Present". He took through a door that led to mountains of food, and on top of the mountain of food was Boswell's Christmas Cookie Pipe tobacco. I smoked it there out of a pipe provided by the great fool known as christmas present. I smoked and it was Good, filling the room with sweet memories of the olden days, when I used to get wanked. It was good. I was then shown the path by two other Ghosts of what would happen if I didnt load myself up with this Holiday Spirit tobacco.... I would be dead, and nobody would have a second thought.

I changed my ways, and gave out roast ducks to the scum living on the streets. Christmas Cookie changed my life. Very pleasant aftertaste. Now towns people refer to me as Big Papa. And now I just give people money instead of running a legitimate business and I was able to pay for Tiny Tim to have his spine fixed. In Conclusion, if this is your first time smoking, please let the Ghosts show you a good time.