Yes, yes, I know, I’m supposed to be eddicated in japanese greens. But I had that lovely sencha yesterday (and this morning) and tonight I was supposed to have one of the other ones for a bit of comparison. Thing is, though, I’m absolutely and completely pooped. Weird really with how little I’ve had to do (apart, that is, from my previous post. Said pathologist is a very friendly guy. Just… keeping track of him is like herding fleas sometimes)
Anyway, I don’t think I can think well enough to actually sit here and learn stuff about green tea. So I thought I’d just go for something I know, something that I don’t have to think that much about. I’ve got a generic gunpowder of unknown origins and that one is fairly… ordinary.
But then I saw this tin. And realised how long ago it’s been since I had any. That is so not okay!
Oh my yummy Pai Mu Tan! Nomtastic!
You know… disregarding the fact that I was impatient with the water and didn’t let it get cool enough, so it’s gone a bit bitter. The walnut stopped being so obviously walnut. It still has that round, slick flavour though, so all is not lost and it’s still a lovely cup.
Just ever so slightly abused. Bit like me. Thank all deities tomorrow’s wednesday!
