Packages (ahem) I Love, Part One: I Wonder What It Means That Three Out of Four of Them Are Stimulants?

Nat Sherman Smokes


It's sophisticated and old-school. A deceptively genteel container for something dangerous and illicit, like a very elegant, handsome man whose eye you catch while sipping a dirty martini at the roulette tables. And it makes you want to smoke them so you can be seen with this box. Oh, and they're delicious.
And the back is almost even better:



Lion Coffee



Three hula-ing, grass-skirt-wearing coffee beans? A lion wearing a beret or some sort of captain's hat? What do lions have to do with Hawaii? And on the back, the lion is wearing a lei and pulling a chariot of coffee beans. This one is beautiful and raises a lot of questions and mixes a lot of metaphors.

Temple of Heaven Green Tea




This one has a romantic austerity, it's probably what they were drinking on the Shanghai Express. The "Special Gunpowder" lettering is like something that might be stenciled on the outside of a box of munitions in a communist country. But then "Temple of Heaven" makes an impossible promise, useless to try to resist.

Baleine Sea Salt


You know, whales, the sea, salt. This blue is color that salt tastes, no? It's just perfect.