One day, when I find myself stranded on a desert island (and every man thinks about this scenario at some point in his life, sometimes, DAILY) there are just a few things I really really want to have on hand: a life-time subscription to McGyver Magazine, chocked-full of recipes for building a raft out of coconut skin, or something, my puchi puchi (the key-ring sized, simulated bubble wrap sound machine I mentioned in a previous post) and the Max Benjamin Mini Cigar Bar, FULLY-LOADED.

Deserted island. . .
Scratch that. . .
I want my Max Benjamin Mini Cigar bar as my carry-on when I take the Orient Express! Like the famous train ride from Paris to Istanbul, this mini cigar bar is synonymous with luxury– I mean if a man’s got to carry a purse, it better be this ultra masculine thing. The first time I picked it up I felt the hairs in my beard start to sprout! This rich, dark chocolate leather with deeply studded antique-like hardware and three cavernous compartments put most cigar bags to shame. This thing is a fist with pockets– it has a cedar-lined, cylindrical humidor and another insulated cylindrical pocket to house a container of ice! It comes with a torch lighter, and four acrylic tumblers. All you need is a sterling silver flask, a handful of buddies, and time to relax and enjoy some tasty cigars.