1021 Tasting Notes
The agony of a Monday morning. I am very tired, as I was out late at a going away party for a dear friend. Its weird that she’ll be so very far away.
So I’m tired, and today its weirdly overcast and somewhat unpleasant. Come on, self. Lets do this Monday thing!
Citrus! Today its a bit bitter, but a lemon bitter, not a black tea bitter.
Sunday is lovely. Its the only day of the week that is completely off for me. (Unless I take on some Freelance, which I do sometimes….), but today its just relaxing and calm. I’ve got a lazy day scheduled. Theres a book to read, a farewell party for an old roommate tonight, and perhaps a craft fair to attend. That sounds like just the right sort of Sunday.
Backlogged from last night. I had a quiet night, reading the tea mystery (Which I am reading for the tea, not for the mystery. I actually do read mysteries, but this is obviously a “cozy” which is more about atmosphere than crime. Which is fine, I need that every once in a while).
I finished my huge bag of this. However I already have a new tin of it. I like having Comoro around. Its a good standby.
I am spending my evening with a murder mystery (this particular book is called Death by Darjeeling, and I confess I picked it up because its set in a tea shop), and I needed a cup of tea to go along with it. Possibly several, quite frankly.
This is a great “I’m not paying attention” tea. I can steeping for an unspecified time, and its fine. I can be absorbed in the story and it does not demand a lot of attention. Its very good for that.
This is, without a doubt, my least favorite time of the year. I drunk this tea this morning, sweating slightly (very ladylike, I know), and frequently having to put the cup down to cool off between sips.
I’ve never been an iced tea drinker, but I may have to start. Its going to be 100 degrees or higher all week long.