When a fellow Steepster is moved to poetry by a tea, I take notice. The lovely Ms. JacquelineM wrote a moving ode to Golden Snail that convinced me that I must try it. Oh my, am I ever glad that I ordered this brilliant tea!
Backlogging… I tried my first cup of Golden Snail one beautiful Sunday morning on my beloved terrace. A picture perfect Sunday morning when the weather is warm with a cool breeze, the petunias are particularly red, wind chimes tinkle in the background, and the soft scent of jasmine wafts through the air. What could complete this picture of decadent relaxation better than a cup of Golden Snail? Curled up in my overstuffed chair, the soft, chocolatly flavor washes over me and feel completely at peace. Life is good.
