I swear to god, dealing with my inner self is like dealing with an ADD-afflicted five-year old. I pointed out that I had open packages of Apple Sencha and Pineapple Sencha, both of which we love. I pointed out that opening tea exposes it to air, which speeds the staling. But my inner self wanted to try the new flavor. Demanded to try it, in fact. So here it is in my cup. And it is a beautiful, sweet. buttery, grape-scented golden liquor. The leaves themselves are beautiful as well, with dark sharp green leaves and sprinkled purple and pink blossoms. It has a very light sweet flavor with the merest hint of butter and grapes. Quite, quite nice. I’m glad I didn’t choose to spank my inner self and tell her to fly straight.
