1491 Tasting Notes
The Rosehips months of Whining (aka Summer) continues on, with me cast as the lead whiner.
Gosh its hot. I hate it when I wake up and find that its just already boiling. That means nothing will be pleasant today, I’ll feel wrung out and sticky, and my beloved tea will seem almost too hot to contemplate.
Reaching for the lighter flavors today, by way of adjustment, but it only works so much. Yes, its a light and almost juicy tea, but it still makes my feel a little too warm. Grr.
I hate the summer time. The heat is oppressive lately, and I’m never good in the heat. It makes me wilt, and drinking the morning cup of tea is almost painful.
So I’m drinking a winter tea in an act of rebellion. Rebellion, I tell you!
Plus I’m exsausted so I need a tea that can kick my ass. Thank you, Winter Solstice.
Last week was a tough week, and this week was also really hard, which was unexpected. I’m entering into this week feeling exhausted and drained, and a bit emotional, if I’m honest.
So, to start this week off correctly I am pulling out all the comforting stops. I’m starting with this tea, one of my favorites.
Its so wonderful to have a good tea cupboard, in which I can find excitement, comfort and a friend whenever I need one.
When I saw this go up, well, I had to get it. I am a growing fan of oolongs, and oolong ice cream? Ok, sign me up.
It smells beautiful in the sachet, a lovely blend of green and a sugary creamy note, perfumed with vanilla.
I’m going to have to try and tinker around with the brew time, though. I came away with a light and lovely cup of oolong, but not a particular wham of ice cream flavor. I think its in there, though! I’ll just work on it!
Its been so hot here lately that I’ve been having trouble getting in a full night of sleep, and what sleep I do get is punctuated with tossing and turning and other unpleasant things.
So my morning cups of tea have become precious, liquid assets that are prized above rubies, to help coax me into the morning, and let me face my day without nodding off every two seconds.
That, plus concealer, have been my weapons against heat related exhaustion this week.
I hope it cools down soon. Until then, thank you, tea.
One of the great things about working on my sipdowns is that I’m rediscovering teas, and also have no excuses to consume them.
I’m not done with my sipdown goal yet, but I’m working on it, and this tea is one that will need some more drinking to get it gone.
I love a fruit black comination. Its one of my favorite flavor profiles, and I’ve always liked the taste of Black Currant. But this has an after taste that I find a little sharp. I don’t think the base and the flavor are balanced as well as they could. That’s too bad, because, on paper, this could be magnificent! As it is, its perfectly fine, but nothing to sing about.
I’m almost done with this, but no where close to making up my mind.
Its a pretty sophisticated blend of citrus. I get lemon, bergamot, and maybe even a touch of orange?
I thought I could detect a honey note in the base today, which is a lovely idea. Maybe my last bit of this I’ll try with a spoonful of honey, and see if that can push my opinion firmly in a dirction.
For some reason this week I just cannot stay asleep. I keep waking up, either from upsetting dreams or just restlessness. Very annoying.
So, with an understaffed office, a million projects, and only one me, I need a serious tea. And that’s what this is. Its rich, its powerful, but its still delicious, with a touch of levity to it.
Come on week, lets do this.
I sort of forgot I had this tea, so I wanted to get reacquainted with it.
I’m beginning to pale on this. There is something almost a little bit sour about todays pot, and so I’m a bit less than full impressed.
Still, I’ll be able to drink it all. I don’t hate it, but I’m not going to bring it back into the cupboard.