I brewed the last of my supply of this one today. I am trying to finish off smaller quantities of tea that I have left over. They tend to be the one’s that I am not in love with, but don’t dislike enough to swap away. These sort of teas tend to linger and take up space till I am finally encouraged to drink some of them again.
Sometime after my last note for this tea, I brewed a pot at my parents house. It was quickly named “cowboy” tea with varying degrees of like from the family. My brother said it was like drinking a cowboy boot (he thought it had a leathery taste about it), but he didn’t say this as if it was necessarily a bad thing. Both of my parents said that they liked it and my mother commented on the chocolate notes.
I myself just can’t get into this tea. I liked it less each time I drank it (all of 3 or 4 times, not all logged). It has a unique chocolate-ness about it, but definitely not in a girly ‘flowers and chocolate’ kind of way. More like manly-cowboy-bold-and-leathery chocolate. Once I give any tea the “manly” designation, it generally turns out not to be my cuppa.