Smells, tastes and colors come together to bring up the very best from every product and feel the magic sensation of tasting it, even when life holds so many pleasures and many of the finest ones have to do with Cuban rums and Habanos.

Mixture, jointure, enchantment. Keywords that in times of excellence get a hold on the senses and become steppingstones to the grandeur of some tokens of human consumption. During the Festivals, whiskeys, cognacs, brandies and many of the finest spirits have matched with renowned cigar brands. Down that course, the time is now right for Cuban rums –among the greatest on the face of the earth– to put on a show of their own. A sublime opportunity for these two stars that hail from the same natural environment and share a common past. Their ages are virtually the same, so are their need to hang out together, at least for Cubans, for whom nothing short of sipping a good shot of sugarcane rum and puffing on a good habano is a good time when it comes to relaxing and enjoying the sublimities of life. Rum is a drink of contrasts, and that’s exactly what makes it match so well with habanos. Therefore, this is the chance of a lifetime, a delicacy expressed by means of a junction that comes to us –make no mistakes about it– by the hands of rums and habanos, genuine gems of finesse, in an act of love thought up to reach the pinnacle of perfection. Either way, they are Cuba’s two greatest stars: rum, the gleeful offspring of sugarcane, introduced on the island in 1493 by the Spaniards, that has churned out some of the finest spirits in the world, a genuine treasure about which Don Salvador de Madariaga wrote in his Christopher Columbus biography: “The Grand Can had not been discovered, nor the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Yet they did find something that has since then woven far more dreams than gold and that exerts more power on men than the Grand Can used to have on his subjects. We turn a blind eye on the boons of fortune… when Nature puts gold in a new and totally unexpected form before our eyes. Columbus didn’t acknowledge it and let it go up in smoke before his very eyes, without noticing its aroma”.