I just finished a bowl of the beans I cooked last night -- Great Northerns, liberally seasoned with bits of country ham. That put me in the mood for a Perdomo Lot 23 robusto I got from CBid a week or two ago; it's going nicely with a mug of fresh-ground Eight O'clock Colombian Peaks. Yeah, my tastes are a little pedestrian; but I'm happy, and that's all that really matters.
Earlier I grabbed for a cigar before my eyes were completely open and ended up with an H. Uppmann Media Noche, another robusto I think. It was powerful enough to finish waking me up, almost too strong for so early in the day.
I haven't decided what I'll have this evening, but I've been eyeing a big fat Monte that's been resting for a few months. Or perhaps a Gran Habano "something" I picked up at the B&M the other day, if I don't have enough time to appreciate a bigger cigar; this will be my first Gran Habano, so I don't really know what to expect from it. Aw heck, I may just pick a humidor by eenie-meenie-minie-moe, close my eyes and see what comes out; after all, it worked well enough this morning ...