10th Aniversario Toro

For Oscar, who rolled dreams into leaf— For ten years of passion, fire, and belief. You are more than a cigar— You are a decade distilled in smoke: Honduran sun, Nicaraguan soul, San Andrés wrap—dark as a midnight oath. From the first light, you did not bite— You unfolded. Smooth as polished river stone, Rich as old leather, Sweet as dried fruit kissed by time. You are: Espresso in the quiet dawn, Cedar in an ancient forest, Pepper in a slow-revealing song. And when the Champagne rose—bright and clear— You did not shy away. You elevated. Bubble by bubble, Puff by puff, You turned a moment into memory. This is not just smoke— This is a man’s journey, A family’s legacy, A torcedor’s pride, rolled into one glorious Toro. So here’s to you, Oscar Valladares— And to the hands that crafted this grace. You didn’t just make a cigar… You gave us a reason to pause, To celebrate, To remember that time—well spent— Tastes like heaven.