I am enamoured with this dark, rich, moist and unctuous snuff. It is a pleasure savour and honour to enjoy. Upon unscrewing the tin, one is greeted by a product that is fresh, fluffy and moist. Looking like the ingredients of Red Velvet cake, it smells of mushrooms, eucalyptus, citrus, mint and rotting wood. At uptake the camphor and eucalyptus conspire to produce a slow burn that reveals torrefied wood, menthol, allspice, lemon, cloves and a backdraft of smoke. Clearly much thought and experience have been employed in its creation. Without back-drip, Chin-Chin sits well in the nose while the rustica tobacco pummels the nicotine into the bloodstream like a raging pugilist. Paradoxically both stimulating and relaxing, it brings to mind the traditional pleasure of visiting a wood burning sauna while being flogged by a burly masseuse using freshly cut birch whisks. Chin-Chin is not to be missed as it surpasses all expectations. Bravo Simon!