
Trinidad Fundadores
Description
I was kicking up dust on the backroads of the valley last spring when Iβcame upon it. Underneath a moth-eaten tarp in a barn that smelled more of damp earth and abandoned dreamsβthan agriculture sat a 1953 Buick Roadmaster. It was an unusual locate, the kind that makes your heart skip a beat if you haveβoil in your veins. Sure, the chrome was pitted and theβupholstery had seen better decades of leather workouts, but those lines β man, were they ever something. Long, sweeping, and unapologetically elegant. It wasnβtβa haul-the-groceries car, it was a journey-take car.
Product Specifications
| Attribute | Detail |
|---|---|
| Product Name | Trinidad Fundadores |
| Origin | Cuba (Vuelta Abajo) |
| Factory | El Laguito |
| Vitola | Laguito No. 1 (Lancero) |
| Length | 192 mm (7 1/2 inches) |
| Ring Gauge | 40 |
| Wrapper | Cuban Vuelta Abajo |
| Binder | Cuban Vuelta Abajo |
| Filler | Cuban Vuelta Abajo (Long Filler) |
| Strength | Medium |
I opened the door andβsat at the wheel, which squawked a little under my load as the springs relaxed (the doors on cars back then had indeed been hung onto something).I just stared out over that hugely flat hood.
I began to think about how we do not really makeβthings like this anymore. It is all tight,βneat and plastic now. We no longer have patience for the slow game, for the long burn, for that silhouette thatβs not so rushed to get from a frontβbumper to a tailfin. I fished out myβcoat pocket to search for something befitting the soul of that dusty Buick. My fingers touched a narrow, cedar-wrapped tube I had been keeping for just such aβtime as this.
That smoke? The Trinidad Fundadores. Itβs the cigar that compares to that β53 Roadmaster β long, thinβand built with a level of grace that feels almost misplaced in our modern rush-about world.
First Impressions & Construction
I’ve got to say, there’s something about a LaguitoβNo. 1 that feels right in the hand. You ever pick upβa cigar and wonder why youβre not wearing a tailored suit even though youβre actually in the full on barn surrounded by cobwebs? Thatβs the Fundadores. Itβs a 7 1/2-inch example of Cuban craftsmanship, with a ring gauge of 40 β skinny by todayβsββbigger is betterβ standards. But thatβs the point. Itβs elegant.
The wrapper onβmine was a gorgeous, lightly oily Colorado shade β not so dark and varnished but with plenty of tanning that told of good fermentation.
The signature pigtailβcap is the icing on the cake. Itβs a cute little touch β an acknowledgment thatβthese were once the private stash of Cuban diplomats before they went commercial in the first place, in β98. I gaveβa light squeeze and it was a solid stick no soft spots which is rare with these long thin vitolas. If theyβre rolled too tight, itβs going to be a workoutβjust pulling on them for one puff. If they are too loose, theyβburn hot. This one felt solid.
The cold draw wasβa punch of sweet hay with a touch of floral musk. I snipped the cap β with a little extra care, because you donβt want to wreck thatβpigtail job β and took a cold draw. It was perfect. Just enough resistanceβto tell me Iβd have to work for it a tiny bit but nothing reminiscent of sucking through a clogged straw. I took out a wooden and lit it, charingβthe sulfur then toasting the foot. The smell alone couldβhave made me lean back into that old Buickβs bench seat and forget the world for a while.
The First Third: The Greeting
Theβfirst few puffs are always the best.
Withβthe Fundadores, it doesnβt attack you swinging. Itβs a little moreβof a polite handshake. I definitely got an immediate wash of cedar and a light, but veryβspecific honey sweetness. Itβsβnot a cloying sweetness, mind you β more like that of the scent of a beehive in the sun. Thereβs a floral aspect here that Iβve only ever encountered in premium Cuban leaf, from Vuelta Abajo tobaccoβto be more specific. Itβs delicate.
Atβabout the inch mark, I began to feel a mild white pepper tickling my throat. It wasnβt aggressive; it was subtle, reminding me that this is a seriousβcigar after all. The smoke was also surprisingly creamy for aβthin ring size. With Lanceros, I find youβneed to take your time. Oh,βyou canβt smoke it like a chimney or youβll burn the oil and turn the whole thing bitter. I smokedβslow, not rushing it β¦ and got this excellent ash β a salt-and-pepper combination that held well (youβd expect no less from the 40 ring gauge).
The Second Third:βRolling With the Punches
When I got to the middle third, a richβfragrant fog had filled the car. This is really when the Fundadores gets to spread itsβwings. The floweriness receded, and theβprofile slid onto something far more βgourmet.β I began to get some roasted almonds,βand a very clean vanilla note. It was kind of what I didnβt know I wanted β like a superior latte, minus the sugar β creamyβcoffee with kick, on the after end.
I did feelβthe body get a little fuller here. It went from solid to something fairlyβweighty. I beganβto pick up notes of leather and a citrus zest that cleansed the palate. Itβs a complex transition. One moment youβre thinking of nuts and cream, the next you have this wake-you-up slam of bright orangey pop to make your tasteβbuds stand at attention. Itβs the type of evolution that has you not thinking about your chores and insteadβpondering on the history of El Laguito factory where these were first brought into this world. The soul of that master blender, Raul Valladares, is present in the blend even though productionβmoved to Pinar del RΓo years ago.
TheβFinal Third: The Deep End
When I hit the end stretch, the “Founders” (thatβs what Fundadores means, after all) had decidedβto stop screwing around. Sweetness dissipated, replacedβby deep earthiness of the tobacco. It wasnβt earthy, though β it was more like oldβoak and caramelized nuts. The espresso flavors gained momentum, and the spice transformedβfrom a white pepper to something spicier, a dark cinnamon.
It didnβt get mushy even down toβthe nub. Thatβs how you can tellβa well-made Cuban. Theβheat was easy to handle and the flavors distinct. It had a long lingeringβaftertaste, but the lasting impression in my mouth is of rich chocolate. Iβsmoked that thing until my fingers started to warm, not ready to put it out. Itβs a 90βto 120-minute commitment, and I loved each minute of it. Itβsβdecidedly slow-motion in a high-speed world.
The Pairing
If youβreβgoing to pop one of these suckers, donβt insult it with soda. I was in a barn, so I didnβt have my full bar within armβs reach, but if I were at home this week,βIβd go one of two ways. To begin, some top-shelf Cubanβrum, like Havana Club 7 or Seleccion de Maestros. Theβrumβs molasses sweetness is a great match for this smokes honey and cedar in the first half.
If you drink coffee, the black espressoβis what you need. The coffee like bitterness powering through the creaminessβfrom the second third really brings forward those roasted almond sort of tasting notes. βI wouldnβt use aβheavily peated Scotch here; you would overpower the subtle floral and citrus notes that combined to give us the Fundadores.β You want an accompaniment,βnot a competitor.
The Verdict
Look, Iβm going to be straightβwith you. Not everyone is going to likeβthe Trinidad Fundadores. If youβre the kind of smoker whoβs looking for a nicotine bomb flavored like a campfire, keepβgoing. This isβa patient cigar. It is for the guyβwho understands a thin ring gauge and for someone who knows how much history accrues around something that was once a secret handshake between world leaders.
Itβs a masterpiece of balance. It was a great draw, even burn and the flavorsβdeveloped like a well crafted novel. β.. has that oldβworld feel that is getting more difficult to find. Itβs notβcheap, and itβs not always readily available, accounting for only a minuscule portion of Habanos production. But when you do find one? Itβs worth the hunt.
And as I gotβout of that old Buick and looked it at the car, I had a weird feeling of being connected to the cigar via that car.
They were both remnants of an era when beauty wasnβt a luxury, butβthe norm. The Fundadores isnβt simply a smoke; itβs aβsignal to slow down and take notice of the handiwork. Solid. Truly solid.
Final Thoughts: You know, if youβve got a couple of hours and someβquiet thinking space, this is the cigar that wants to be in your hand. Itβsβa trip through some of the finest tobacco that the Vuelta Abajo has to showcase, and itβs one Iβd take again anytime.









