Each roller has a soul, as does each smoker, as does each hand-rolled stogie, as do you.
There is truthfully not much to elaborate upon here. We all know I am a big believer in the idea(l) that the enjoyment of cigars and their connected lifestyle et ceteras must occur in egalitarian form and forums.
I'll add here quickly, however, that a true "connoisseur" knows no price tag. Quite the opposite, really. I'd be hard pressed to find anything more tragically gauche and ill-informed than connecting the value of a thing to its cost. We can't all be wealthy, but we can all be aficionados -- even of canned meats.
A true connoisseur can walk you by a bodega and impress you with its offerings and his or her pairings. What palate is required to dole out of deep pockets at trendy spots?
[I oft warn nascent smokers to not fall prey to the belief that cheap stogies are beginner cigars. A $2.75 Casa de Garcia will prove nigh impossible to smoke through for many a new or potential enthusiast.]
There is no small touch of divinity inherent in our humanity. Too, it is in our creations -- be it cigars, fortified wines up to and including brandies and their kings - Cognacs, chocolate, coffee, and Spam. It is our job -- our one thing -- as Curly from City Slickers simplified Kierkegaard, to find it ...and too to revel in it.
Please note the above et cetera. All but Spam, at least, will make their presence known at this blog in short and due time. Okay -- maybe occasionally Spam.
Please to peruse my Eleven (11) Commandments of Cigar etiquette in their entirety HERE.
I do feel you'll be all the better for having done so.