From the time I was a boy, I have been seduced by the sweet, aromatic tones of cigar smoke. I could have followed my elementary school principal down the corridors blindfolded, using only my nose. He regularly made his rounds through the school with a Churchill protruding from his jaw.
When, as a young man, I emigrated to America, I brought my love for the mystery and richness of the cigar with me. After fifteen years in medical sales, I retired to pursue the passion of my leisure time. I opened what I modestly believe have come to be known as some of the finest cigar retail stores in the country, Ambassador Fine Cigars, in Arizona.