Fine Catch Staff Review
To all the frugal fishermen out there, I’m smoking a cigar that’s been a classic among the coupon-clipping crowd for over ten years: Fine Catch. I’m firing up a standard 6 x 50 Toro, rightfully called the Bass. No stroke of luck is required to reel in a budget-friendly bundle of Fine Catch. The Holt’s warehouse is stocked with aisles of ‘em as far as the eye can see.
When I’m craving a fish fresh off the grill, you won’t find me in line at a Red Lobster, friends. No siree, Bob. Dining out adds up to a tab I’d have to pay, and my penny-pinching protocols leave no room for superfluous purchases these days. I shuffle down to the riverbank and yank my dinner directly from the current. And let me tell you, it beats cracking open a can of sardines any day. I’m as stingy a fisherman as you’ll ever meet. There’s no shiny bass boat or knee-high rubber boots hiding in my garage. I can fish with a tree branch and broken banjo string, and I’m not ashamed. My tackle box is jam-packed with cigar coupons. That’s why I can afford to smoke good cigars while I’m fishing.
Fine Catch is finished in either a glistening Ecuador Connecticut (Natural) wrapper or a dark-brown Ecuador Habano (Maduro). Beneath each lies a luscious blend of Dominican long-filler tobaccos handcrafted in five well-made shapes. I am firing up the creamy Ecuador Connecticut blend today. Fine Catch cigars arrive in eye-catching 20-count bundles with fish on the cigar bands. My olfactory nerves tingle with anticipation as I slide the cellophane off and hold in my hand an indisputable specimen of smoothness.
Decadent notes of well-aged tobacco, leather, and sweet tea perfume the air from head to foot. The classic Bass format from Fine Catch is densely packed and balances perfectly when perched between my fingers with its glistening sand-colored wrapper. Tasting notes of sweet cream, fresh-cut hay, and leather characterize the cold draw. My first impression of Fine Catch is above average.
As my flame touches the foot of the cigar, complete combustion ensues while a sweet suggestion of butterscotch caresses the palate. Prominent notes of leather mingle with a pleasant, earthy finish on the tongue. For nearly twenty minutes, a firm ash forms with laser-like precision before I thump it into the ashtray.
Fine Catch is mellow and soft throughout the first half with almost no trace of spice, making it an ideal cigar to puff on at length if you’ve got a fishing rod in your hands. Notes of toasted nuts leave a savory texture in their wake. The room is filled with an alluring aroma, causing my colleagues to swarm in like mosquitos under a porch light to ask if I’ve got extras.
After forty-five minutes, Fine Catch finishes with outstanding flavor as I pull the last effortless puffs through the cigar’s creamy, rich nub. You’d be hard-pressed to find a better-tasting, better-constructed, or more consistent Dominican cigar for prices starting under four bucks apiece. If you’re looking to lure your pals to the backyard to join you for a cigar but don’t want to break the bank, add a bundle of Fine Catch to your stash of handouts without hesitation. I dare you not to smoke them all yourself.
Until next time, long ashes to you!
