Tobakksjapper som jeg har besøkt og besøker

Sol Cigar i Henrik Ibsens gate, rett ved den amerikanske ambassaden. Etablert i 1911 og er i dag en av Norges eldste gjenværende tobakksbutikker. Sol Cigar er en veldrevet faghandel innen cigarer, kvalitets pipetobakk, piper og øvrig tobakk. Personalet er alltid meget vennlig og gir kyndig veiledning. Når man kommer inn i butikkens trivelige lokale kjenner man straks duften av eksklusive cigarer og pipetobakk. I glassmontrene på den ene veggen er mange vakre piper utstilt. Butikken har også et eget rom med korrekt temperatur og fuktighet for oppbevaring av cigarer. Der kan man gå inn se alle de flotte cigarene som ligger utstilt i hyllene.

 

 

 

"A pipe is the fountain of contemplation, the source of pleasure, the companion of the wise; and the man who smokes, thinks like a philosopher and acts like a samaritan."

 

- Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, 1. Baron Lytton

 

 

 

When I take my pipe and stuff it

And smoke to pass the time away

My thoughts, as I sit there and puff it,

Dwell on a picture sad and grey:

It teaches me that very like

Am I myself unto my pipe.

 

Like me this pipe, so fragrant burning,

Is made of naught but earthen clay;

To earth I too shall be returning

And cannot halt my slow decay.

My well used pipe, now cracked and broken,

Of mortal life is but a token.

 

No stain, the pipe´s hue yet doth darken;

It remains white. Thus do I know

Than when to death´s call I must harken

My body, too, all pale will grow.

The black beneath the sod `twill turn,

Likewise the pipe, it oft it burn.

 

Or when the pipe is fairly glowing,

Behold then instantaneously,

The smoke then into thin air going,

`Til naught but ash is left to see.

Man´s fame likewise away will burn

And unto dust his body turn.

 

How oft it happens when one´s smoking,

The tamper´s missing from it shelf,

And one goes with one´s finger poking

Into the bowl and burns oneself.

If in the pipe such pain doth dwell

How hot must be the pains of Hell!

 

Thus o´er my pipe in contemplation

Of such things - I can constantly

Indulge in fruitful meditation,

And so, puffing contentedly,

On land, at sea, at home, abroad,

I smoke my pipe and worship God.

 

- Johann Sebastian Bach

 

 

 

Nettsider:

 

Sol Cigar (Oslo):

http://www.solcigar.no

 

Augusto Cigars (Oslo):

http://www.augusto.no

 

Tobakskompagniet (Oslo):

http://tobakskompagniet.no

 

Havana Magasinet (Stavanger):

http://www.havanamagasinet.no