1492 Tasting Notes
This was a gift from my boyfriend for my birthday, as h knows I like a Darjeeling, and my stash is currently lacking in Darjeeling’s.
And, I’m pleased to say, this is a solid, decent cup of tea! This isn’t a fancy, bells and whistles cup of tea. Rather its good and solid and just the right thing for those days when you just want a good cup of tea.
Well done, boyfriend! Well done indeed!
Ahh, I’m in a good mood. It was a long and very busy week, but it went off successfully, and today is Saturday! And the best kind of Saturday, where I’m off to something fun! Plus I’m feeling ever so much better, so it is all good.
I’ve decided that now I have working tastebuds and a nose again, its time to drink something lovely.
Oh Tower of London, I do love you. Its like the subtler sister of Paris, with the black tea accented by honeyed stone fruits. Its just lovely.
Now, normally I don’t try new teas when I’m in a hurry, or am not feeling well. I don’t think it gives me a good impression of the teas, and I’d like to get to know a new blend more slowly than that.
But I broke the rule for this tea, drinking my first cup of it as I rushed around getting ready, and also while stuffed up.
But I have a sense that this won’t make a huge impression, even without those handicaps. But next time I try it, I’ll do it properly.
Ahh, Friday. Its been a very busy week, compounded by the fact that I have been ill. I’m doing ever so much better, though, which is fabulous.
I’ve not been drinking anything that I like too well. My tasting has been compromised by a stuffed up head, so a lot has been drunk just to keep something warm in me.
I managed to drink up the last of this while at work, and I’m very pleased with that sipdown. Yay!
There was a time in the not so distant past when getting sample sachets with orders was a mixed blessing. On one hand, I love me some free tea. On the other, I was drinking bagged teas less and less. But now with the new job I can move into the solidly delighted camp.
I had this after lunch, and it was rich and oak-y, and didn’t require too much focus as I drank it. Good stuff!
Once again we play “you’re pulling my leg, this is an Earl Grey?”, with myself being the sole contestant.
I cannot find it. Where is the bergamot? His Lordship is unrecognizable with this much lavender in him. He’s turned bolder, darker, and altogether not like himself at all.
I mean, I kinda like him like this, but he just does not seem like the Earls I have known.