1674 Tasting Notes
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.
This was sipped down on Monday.
Its a nice mint black blend. Not my favorite by a long shot, but it was enjoyable while I had it.
This is one of those enjoyable yet slightly forgettable blends. I might bring it back some time, but its not critical. I’ve got other teas to tide me over until it wanders my way again.
And heaven knows I need a sipdown with all the new teas I’ve got!
My morning yoga class was with the gentle yoga instructor, which was lovely, as I’m still recovering from whatever bugs I had.
So this afternoon I’m organizing things in my house, and drinking teas!
This is one of the teas that my Aunt and Uncle gave me for my birthday, and also some English Digestive buiscuts, which I love. I haven’t had them since I lived in the UK, so that was a delight.
This is an interesting blend. Very layered, with a very bold flavor to it. Its quite strong.
I feel like I’m going to have to fiddle with the steep time, but I’m enjoying it!
I’ve got a lot more teas to add to my cupboard from my birthday haul, but I got the teas I ordered for myself as a present. I am now drowning in teas, and its glorious!
I hate that you can’t buy Tower of London in any loose leaf size except a pound. But for my birthday I decided to buy it for myself, especially as my sister gave me a gorgeous silver tea tin big enough to hold a pound of tea.
Ahh, hello old friend. Your fruity, honey touched flavor has been gone from my house for too long. I am glad to have you here.
Yep, I’m either fighting off some illness, or being optimistic and am actually sick but refusing to stay in bed.
I got home from work yesterday, ate soup, and dropped myself directly into bed.
Today parts of me are feeling better, but parts still feel bad. So I’m going off to work armed with six million cough drops and ginger tea, to guzzle down all day long.
Boo. I’ve already been sick this winter! No fair!