The Satisfaction Of An Empty Tin
There is nothing more satisfying yet disheartening for me than removing that last pinch of tobacco from the bottom of a tin. Before the transition from casual pipe smoker to pipe enthusiast an empty tin or pouch of tobacco was once reason to panic, but after building up a tobacco cellar which I may never need to replenish, an empty tin is a satisfying sense of accomplishment. One down - a whole lot more to go. I just finished a tin of Cult Militia - and although I thoroughly enjoyed every bowl - the flavor profile is so similar to other blends in my cellar that I doubt I'll buy another. I pulled out a tin of Captain Black Midnight Gold and found it surprisingly similar to Cult Militia in both tin and room note as well as flavor.
I came into this hobby at a time when rumors of the FDA Deeming Regulations threatened the future of the pipe tobacco industry. So an over-reaction on my part triggered a 12 month buying spree, leading to the culmination of several pounds of tobacco and nearly 100 blends. But now in retrospect after the initial shock and embarrassment of my overindulgence is over I realize the investment has been made ... and paid in full. So regardless of what the future has in store for the tobacco industry - I'm covered. And for others out there, like myself, feeling a little guilty for amassing a cellar full of tobacco that may seem hard to justify ... this may prove to be a wise investment after all. I bought and paid for it when I had the cash to spare. So now and in the future, what-ever my cash flow situation might be, I can enjoy a relaxing smoke at my leisure without spending another dime. So I guess the moral of my tale of overindulgence is - if you got the extra cash build up your cellar now while you can.
As for me, I'm looking forward to that next empty tin.
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Though I started pipe smoking 46 years ago, I never dove off the deep-end of pipe tobacco acquisition until about 7 or 8 years ago. In the early days, I would by a pouch from the drug store or a few ounces of bulk from a tobacconist - usually Tinder Box - and smoke that until it was gone. Now I usually order two tins of each blend, open one and drop the other in the cellar to be forgotten as I try something new to me.