When I was a young child and for years there was a smell I often encountered so often that thought it was natural to old men—to a boy every man is old. It was nose-wrinkling to me. I was born in 1963. Over the decades both the odor and my memory of it disappeared...until last Christmas. I put two all-time classic soaps on my list to try for the first time, products so well known (ymmv) I (ymmv) couldn’t (ymmv) go (ymmv) wrong! Wrong! I opened one and there it was, the odious odor…Tabac!