Boswell Pipes & Tobacco Christmas Cookie

After speaking with the Boswell's I had them send me a sampler of some blends I had not tried. I first smoked this in a Peterson I use for semi-aromatics and it was a bit so so. My wife had just bought me a Savinelli Prince so I fired up another bowl. Now that worked. A second bowl in the Prince the next day was even better. A good pleasant smoke brought to me by folks that give great service. Quality and great service at a fair price. Thanks.

This is my first review, so I'd ask that the more experienced crowd be gracious, and forgive me any reviewer sins... As a relatively new pipe smoker, this tobac accompanied my purchase of a boswell original, and from the opening of the freight box, I was immediately pleased with the aromatic offerings that begged to be packed and lit immediately. My first experience of x-mas cookie was very pleasant in the room note department, though I felt it lacked a bit on the tongue. Perhaps I'm not a great reviewer of aromatics, but it just didn't have much flavor.... The tobacco was very high quality and offered a cool smoke to the end of the bowl, but got a bit "burnt" toward the end of the bowl.

Additional smokes have proven much the same, though with some aging the flavors have "melded" some and proved more interesting.

When compared with a few other aromatic offerings, it stacks in the average department for tongue interest, and since trying some english blends, I've decided I might be more inclined toward that variety of pipe tobacco. I give this one solid marks for room note and quality of tobacco, and account for my lacking flavor interest to a more significant interest in english blends.

This is one of the few Boswell's aromatics I actually like and that tastes of something. Mild, flavorful smoke.

Packs and lights easily.

I liked it, but it burned a little hotter. I noticed that after it dried somewhat, it was much more enjoyable, but this is definitely a good blend.

This highly rated older blend brings a mix of assorted Cavendish into the holiday fold with the promise of something spirituous and Christmassy.

A lively excursion reminiscent of the baked delicacies that Mom used to make. Heavily flavored with assorted spices, liqueur, and distilled spirits, ready rubbed Christmas Cookie carries an inebriating pouch note sweet and softly hoochy in demeanor. A plush festive aroma threaded in creamy vanilla, brown sugar/cooked honey, assorted baking spices, a gentle alcohol kick, and some subtle tart tanginess provide an engaging fragrance, an exultant bouquet of scrumptious joy.

Mild in strength and peacefully tranquil on the palate for the most part, Christmas Cookie impressively captures the essence of what I conclude to be a good mix of a bourbon ball, a Mexican Wedding cake and the basic sugar cookie imagine that profile. Bottom-line, “cookie-esque” it is. In general, the medium strength toppings dominate the very buttered creamy flavor.

With the smoking I get a little brown sugar, seasoned vanilla, caramel, ginger, cinnamon/nutmeg, sugary molasses, a peek of baked breadiness, some buttery zest of candied spice from the sweetened liqueur and infused whiskey. This rides on top the overall impression for most of the bowl but the strength tends peters off about halfway down. Native Cavendish begins to surface with influences of basic earthen tang and nutty notes. With that, the quality of the smoke becomes a little rougher and the post coating effects of the additives start to materialize on the palate, lips, and tongue. Nothing too disturbing but noticeable.

The thick blue-gray plumes of smoke bring an immediate impression of sweet baked goods without question. Light and airy yet very agreeable, this essence does tend to diminish in short time, nonetheless. Very pleasant and agreeable experience to fit the mood of the season. Goes great with an ice-cold glass on cinnamon and nutmeg topped eggnog just for the record.

A very good blend, though not quite as sweet/flavorful as I had hoped. I wish the cookie taste "jumped out" a bit more. If you prefer your aromatics to be mild in flavoring, this will probably be right up your alley.

It smokes very smoothly, and although the flavor isn't blatantly obvious, while smoking you (and the people in the room) will randomly get hit with a momentary sugar cookie taste and smell. Good stuff, but isn't a perfect match if you prefer stronger aromatics.

This blend has a hint of vanilla cookie but it's hard to detect compared to other Boswell blends. I wish the vanilla came through a little bit stronger. Still, it was a great blend and I will be ordering more. The smell this blend produces is amazing

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 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.