Thursday, October 30, 2008
I worship Stammheimer Hopfenschnupf.
No, Stammheimer Hopfenschnupf isn't an obscure Wagnerian opera singer from 1918, nor is it an experimental World War II aircraft, but rather the newest taste treat for my sinuses. It's a dry snuff (you know, real snuff, the kind you actually sniff) imported from Germany and containing delicious Stammheimer beer hops.
Though I'm enamored of all the other snuffs in my collection, especially Wilson's Irish High Toast, this hoppy German confection is the ultimate for me. It pairs perfectly with Duvel, my Belgian ale of choice. A fella could have a pretty good weekend in Butchertown with all that stuff. Throw a Dirt cigar in there too and then you got somethin'.
(What, I hear you cry, huff powdered tobacco and smoke a cigar at the same time? Oh hell yes. Life is good.)
I ordered mine from the British outfit Snuff Store and was quite pleased with their lightning-fast service, but a poster on the Snuffhouse forum notes that you can now get it stateside from Mr. Snuff.
- - JSH