The Davidoff Millennium Pyramid drew effortlessly, giving volumes of a rich white smoke, quickly carried away by the ocean breeze. The spiciness was quite apparent from the first puff, and even more so when I exhaled the smoke thru my nose which opened up a plethora of flavors. The Pyramid has a very peppery, earthy flavor, like it's counterparts in the line, and is full bodied. The cigar remained consistent throughout the smoke with subtle flavor changes as the ash slowly reached the band, but without any harsh or bitter flavors. The ash was firm and gray, and held up to the abuse of being set, or thrown down on the ground prior to my turn to hit.
As I smoked the Davidoff Millennium Pyramid my satisfaction and contentment kept growing. I no longer cared that I could not hit the ball straight, or with any consistency for that matter. I found myself lost in a smoking experience one of camaraderie and peace, just caught up in the moment, not wanting it to end. Each puff seemed better than the last. Unfortunately all great cigars come to an end and it was with great reluctance that I threw the last inch of the cigar to the ground and continued on with my partners. The Millennium Pyramid left no lingering aftertaste and left my taste buds fulfilled.
The Pyramid has now found its way into my smoking rotation, even though I do tend to smoke mostly coronas. While it may be an expensive cigar, the price is quite reasonable when you think about the enjoyment we get out of smoking a fine cigar.
As we stepped up to the 10th tee, they were waiting for me to hit. I hit a towering drive, which began to fade, right towards the water. I heard someone scream, "Get in the water!" and with a $10 Nassau going along with all of the side bets, who could blame him. Well much to the delight of my playing partners, my ball found the water, which was precisely the way my entire round had gone to this point but it did not seem to matter.
When we got back in the cart I opened the box of Davidoff Millennium Pyramids to see six staring back at me. What a welcome site it was, it sure beat looking at all of the rough and sand I had become accustomed to seeing throughout the round. I reached into the box and grabbed another cigar, feeling that anticipation build once again. Well, I just had to have another one didn't I; to be sure I enjoyed the second as much as the first?