SNUV - Black League
SNUV - Black League
Snuv Black Ice is a moist, medium to medium-coarse grind snuff with a strong anise and menthol profile, supported by earthy, leathery, and smoky tobacco. The menthol and anise are well-balanced, providing a cooling, lingering burn.
Nicotine is medium to medium-high, and the snuff is easy to take, making it suitable for both beginners and intermediates. The flavor is bold and persistent, with a sweet, licorice-like finish.
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Love this snuff , opens the airways without the burn, reminds me of an antique car with polished leather seats
I've had a lot of mentholated snuffs. Normally, I'm not a fan of them. This is an exception. It is without a doubt, the strongest menthol snuff I've had. Yet somehow, the menthol accentuates the complex flavors found here. A smorgasbord of baking spices and malts, if the flavor doesn't get you, the menthol will, followed by a great dollop of nicotine. A beautiful semi-gross black snuff, I highly recommend it. It will wake up your sinuses like nobody's business. Delightfully painful, as soon as the burn ends, it's hard not reach for another pinch. And this is coming from someone who normally shies away from menthol snuffs.
Dark in can and moist and fluffy, the snuff from Ipanema goes walking and when it passes each nose it passes goes “ah!” ….
League is one of the best snuffs I have ever had. It took me a long time to write this review because I could not adequately express my thoughts about it. Black and coarsely ground, salt crystals shimmer in the tin like an open-pit diamond mine. It is a global fusion of flavours carried by a blend of North and South American tobaccos prepared in traditional Teutonic style. High in nicotine with a mild burn upon uptake, League’s depth and complexity forces the user to sit down and think about the experience being offered. Like a déjà-vu, it confuses by combining the improbability of nostalgia with the reality of the unfamiliar. Morphing like a kaleidoscope, its lingering flavours subtly move from menthol to tobacco to flowers to fruit and back again in a continuing chain reaction that tortures the mind and imprisons the soul, like a siren drawing sailors to the shoal.