So, basically, if a tea has something like “champagne” or “whiskey” in the name, I’m going to buy it, if for no other reason than I can drink it at work and pretend it’s a lovely cocktail or glass of wine. Buttered Rum? Of course I’m gonna try it!
The smell is fantastic. I was basically huffing the stuff as Chloe was working her tea magic. The taste: rich black tea, with creamy butter, the barest hint of coconut, and rum. Rummy-rum rum. I’m drinking this first cup straight, and will be adding the recommended milk/sugar to the next.
I have plans for this tea, yes I do: the morning of the first snow day (yes, I get snow days: let the envy start), I’m going to brew a big pot o’ this up, spike liberally with rum, sit in front of the window, and simply gaze at the fallen snow.