Montecristo was one of the names, along with King Edward and HavaTampa, I remember from childhood that my uncle and father talked about. Maybe the expectation when I tried my first Montecristo was to recreate those memories of sitting on the back porch with them as they puffed an talked. The memories, now over 40 years old, had more life. I also tried the one included in the diary. I wouldn't reach for one but I wouldn't turn one down either.