233 Tasting Notes
“I will not buy more tea until I’ve sipped down four samples. I will not buy more tea until I’ve sipped down four samples.”
(looks at oolong selection on Arbor Teas and Teavivre)
“I will not buy more tea until I’ve sipped down four samples.”
(ogles black tea selection on Teavivre)
It’s one of those days you gotta laugh a little. So it’s my Friday off, a day I’d been really looking forward to. So far, my hair appointment for today, which I’d scheduled 24 days ago after needing it for two months, got cancelled; I agreed to go to the bike trail with my parents after we’d already ridden our bikes around the neighborhood, only to get rained on once we got to the trail; and when I went out this afternoon to catch a brief bit of sun, some painful buggy thing got under my shirt and stung me twice ON THE BOOB, both times hard enough to draw blood. So right now, I am sitting in my room, trying not to make Mother Nature any angrier than she already is, with an ice pack wrapped in my crappy tank top and tucked under my bra, listening to this one Parliament song I really should have previewed before I sent it to my bass teacher saying, “I wanna learn this! I think I can do it!” And drinking my keemun.
So. This keemun. I don’t remember it being so smoky the last time I made it. It’s not a good smoke like my lapsang souchong, either. It’s burnt-rubber smoke, in the aroma as well as the flavor. I hope it’s not the influence of the yunnan noir from yesterday and today. There’s a dark fruity? taste that I think I got more of the first time around, but it’s only an undertone. I know there are different grades of keemun; I’m wondering if this is a lesser-grade one. I need to pour it into my clear bowl to look at the liquor, but the impression I’ve gotten is that it’s fairly light. Knocking the rating way down.
God I did not sleep well last night. Wake up wake up wake up. Yesterday I had a cup and a half of this same stuff, somewhat oversteeped on the first infusion, AND took an Excedrin because I had a headache. Can you say Twitchy Thursday? But today I am not twitchy. I am le sleepy.
Second infusion, from the giant batch I made yesterday. Damn did I use a lot of tea leaves. That may have also helped to explain the mushroominess. Today it’s… a bit mushroom-like, but much lighter on the flavor. My taste buds are still a bit muddled after “first breakfast,” as it were, so my taste might not be up to par.
Guesstimating on the steep time and temp, as usual.
Just the right amount of honeysuckle sweetness with light undertones of something more complex.
Steeped this a little long this morning… whoa DAMN that’s mushroomy! And astringent! So THIS is what I did the first time around when I didn’t like this tea. Now I know!
Tonight’s another one of those nights that I’m like, “To hell with the caffeine! I’m having me a nice black tea before bed!”
Okay. So this is my second or third time on this tea, so I think I’ve finally gotten enough of a feel to do a review.
Once again, this is my first assam. I really like it. It’s got a deep, warm, “clear” flavor profile. You know how some malty teas taste opaque? This one tastes clear. The honey flavor is definitely there. There’s a mite of astringency on the second infusion, but I had the first infusion several hours ago so I don’t remember how astringent that one was. Not very. It’s a black tea that’s cleansing and comforting at the same time. Upping the rating.
You know, I promise myself that I’m not going to buy more tea until I sipdown a certain amount of samples. And then I see myself making tea notes about the same three teas over and over and over again, while the rest of my Steepdash is like, “A WHOLE NEW WOOOOOOOOOOORLD” and trying five new kinds of tea each day. Perchance I need to get into the world of sample swapping. I’m just scare I’m gonna eff up the packaging and not put enough in and then my swap partner will be like, “This sample made half a cup of sawdust water. I give it a 15. Thanks to Aeoliana for the swap.”
ANYWHO. Tea. I oversteeped it a bit tonight. Eh. What the hell. Means I have an excuse to not try to keep the leaves for a second infusion.