Samuel Gawith - Grousemoor 50g
One of my favorites
I've found no other tobacco with a flavor like this gorgeous, non-sticky aromatic (which to me is orange blossom and hay, rather than Lakeland), though, since it's sold out, if anyone knows of one, I'd sure like to hear about it.
Gawith Hoggarth & Co. - Black Irish X
You may not be ready for this.
This is a frustrating tobacco— difficult to light and keep lit even when cut, rubbed out, and desiccated beyond all reason; the first light stings your nostrils like getting water up your nose at the public swimming pool; and then the flavor... whoa. You know that smell when someone blows out their birthday candles? Burnt paraffin? Black Irish ☓ tastes like that smell. And yet, the experience as a whole is not completely unpleasant. I think to myself, this is how G H & Co. made this tobacco— on purpose— and it makes me want to "get it" all the more. I feel it may be like when I was a teenager trying single-malt for the first time. I had a lot of growing up to do before I could discern that slap in the face I was getting from my drink was actually delicious. I'm not sure I'll ever think Black Irish X is delicious, but I can say I find myself craving its peculiar, deliberate foulness from time to time. The 4oz. portion I ordered took me more than a year to finish, but then, I think my first bottle of single-malt did too. In short, a tobacco which demands you meet it halfway.
Robert Lewis - Orcilla Mixture 50g
One of the gentlest, subtlest blends with latakia I've tried. High quality leaf; mouth-filling, yet mild; perfect sweetness-- in style, this compares favorably with the maddeningly hard-to-get Esoterica blends, without seeming like a rip-off of any of them.
Sutliff - Frosty Mint
Suck it and see!
I bought an ounce as a joke, really (I'm unable to resist any tobacco that seems like it'll be weird), but once I tried it I felt compelled to review. Mother of God, this is cold!!! The first 2/3 bowl is like filling your mouth and nostrils with peppermint Altoids. The final 1/3 becomes more eucalyptus, and your tastebuds may have even recovered by that point enough to detect a hint of tobacco in there too. With the way the smoke assaulted me, I was sure it was going to just blister the heck out of my tongue, but as the anesthetic numbness faded I was relieved to find I hadn't been bitten at all. The room note was probably fine, but I can't be sure as I couldn't sense a thing but MINT with my nose until at least half an hour after I put the pipe down. A truly strange, strange experience, and while not completely unpleasant, I can't imagine it would ever become something I crave.