Habana Hut

Cigar Lounge

 

 

214-09 41st Ave
Bayside, NY 11361
Tel :718.423.5059
Fax:718.423.1727


habanahut@yahoo.com

 

NEWS FROM THE HUT
Issue 2, Vol. 1

OUR EVENTS

 

By
James M. Weil


It was the summer of 1973. Father’s Day.
I sat on our front porch in the late afternoon
sun and watched impatiently for my father’s
’68 Firebird 350 convertible to come winding
down the long driveway to the house.

I heard the sound of his car downshifting
as it turned into the driveway. His car was the
coolest thing I ever saw, but not half as cool
as my father was when I was growing up.
He stood at 6’2’’, with dark wavy hair and pale
blue eyes. His business casual summer attire
made him look fashionable and suave. I felt
my heart beat a little faster with excitement
when he got out of the car. “How’s it going,
Jim?” he asked, tousling my hair as he came
up the steps.

I followed him inside where he went to the
kitchen and said hello to my mother, who was
busy marinating t-bones for the barbecue that
evening, and then went to his study and opened
his humidor, a large cocobolo box filled with
some of the finest premium cigars available.

My father wasn’t a heavy cigar smoker, but
when he smoked he always smoked the
best. He usually indulged after work before
dinner and sometimes after dinner in the
early evening. I watched him as he selected
a cigar from his humidor, and then handed
it to me to cut. “I think a V-cut will do it,” he said.

I found his cutter on his desk and carefully
snipped the end. “Here you go, Dad,” I said,
handing him the cigar. He ran his finger
over the end and found his lighter. “Nice job, Jim.”

The two of us went out to the screened-in back
porch and sat down in the overstuffed chairs
that overlooked the expansive backyard. The
willow trees glowed in the afternoon sun. My
father lit his cigar, and the intoxicating scent of
good tobacco wafted over the porch, carried
by a soft summer breeze. I could actually see
him unwind with every puff, and I wished I was
old enough to smoke, too. “How is it, Dad?”
I asked, curious about how a cigar tasted.

 

 

 

at Habana Hut
JUNE 13 , 2008

 

 

HAND ROLLING EVENT

MAY 17, 2008

 

 

 

CIGAR DINNER

APRIL 7, 2008

 

 

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