921 Tasting Notes
My friends pick for the second pot of tea this morning. She’d never had a champagne tea before, and was eager to try it. And thought I’m already scrapping the bottom of this tin (need more soon!) I cannot deny a friends request to try a tea.
This is just so elegant. We sat and talked and drank tea and it just colored the whole world pink and champagne colored. Perfect.
I had time for a leisurely breakfast with my friend before I had to go to work, and she had to head off on other adventures. So it was time for two pots of tea, favorites of mine, new to her.
Started off with a classic, with the fruit and honey goodness of Tower of London. (It does seem to be all I’m drinking lately, too, which is funny). She liked how obvious the honey note was. Yay for tea friends!
My friend made it out safe and sound, and we had a lovely evening. She’s a fellow tea drinker (I know only the best people), and we had fun among my stash picking out a soothing tea before bedtime.
This was her pick, so I brewed it up.
Its the perfect spring and summer chamomile tea, complex without being overwhelming, delicious and light. A perfect end to our evening.
I wanted to like this. I wanted to soo much! Strawberry? Love! Cream? Delicious! Champagne? Yes please!
This tea? Artificially sweet and rather tart. What went wrong? Gah.
Well, I’ve brewed up the last of this as I make the final preparations to my house for this evenings visit from my friend (how did I aquire so much dust?).
Sipdown. Not sorry to see you go, tea. You are not coming back!
A friend of mine, who I met when I lived in England, is coming over to visit tonight! I am very excited, but I do need to do some cleaning. And writing, and excercising.
Time for a no holds barred tea.
Tower of London is clearly one of my very favorite teas. The honey and fruit notes is like the perfect flavors, like a fruit tart pastry. Yum. And its a 365 tea, perfect for all times of the year.
Writing and working out is done. Whew!
Spring cleaning is in progress. I have already broken one of my favorite mugs, a lovely yellow striped one, which I doubt I can replace. Grr! Why is it always the ones that are discontinued/antique, and not the ones from Ikea! Gah!
I’ve heard this is discontinued! Oh no! Well, I shall enjoy this amazing perfumed cloud while I can.
I am almost out of Paris! Eeep! How did we get to this point? Well, this pot served as my writer juce for phase one of this mornings scribblings. I’ve got a thousand words left to write today, so I should get down to it, pronto. Off I go. I should brew more tea, though.
Tea, a writers fuel. Yum.
Oh, right, Paris. As always it is delicious. I’m going to need more of it pronto.