1812 Tasting Notes
I am challenging myself to drink the teas that have not yet been tasted. I’ve got plenty in my cupboard that I either haven’t tried or haven’t logged, and thats nonsense. Now that my stress has dropped so drastically, I should enjoy my pleasures again.
So I’m giving this one a whirl, and, well, erm.
I was hoping for carrot cake with a creamy layer of cashews, both of which are flavors I dearly love. Those flavors are why I risked the dreaded coconut.
But the coconut is winning, obliterating the cashews and cowing the carrot into the background. If there was anything that even sort of tasted like cake, its gone now.
I’m afraid this does not move me.
I though my new life of temping & part timing would mean some time off, and a little time to work on my own projects. This is not so, as it turns out! I worked this morning, and had just got home when another local office summoned me in!
That’s nothing bad. I could use the hours. And the experience!
Still, its funny.
This tea was my wake-me-up of the morning. A perfumy rose, very pleasant. I like this on slower mornings, that I may sip and enjoy.
The morning sipdown!
I had a lousy night of sleep, though I’m not quite sure why, and I needed something powerful this morning.
And this was not it. Whoops. I let my sipdown fever get in the way of wakefulness, and I have ended up with this, which is a rather uninspired cup.
Ah well. Its gone now, and I’ll move on to something mor flavorful.
A few weeks ago I found myself at a pirate festival. No, really. People dressed up and swashbuckling and even a sea battle! I love that sort of Ren Faire stuff, and the pirate twist was fun.
My significant other had to laugh, because as soon as I saw the booth with the tea jolly rodger (a teacup over crossbones), I was lost to the group, and spent a good quarter of an hour pouring over blends and having earnest tea conversations with my fellow piratical tea enthusiasts.
This is a local company, apparently, and I am always delighted to find new tea merchants. After discussing a great deal with both the staff and the people who had drunk these blends before, I made my selection, and rejoined the scurvy masses, tea in hand.
This was one of those blends. I love black tea and fruit blends, I could drink them in every season (and, honestly, do), so I thought their black currant would be a good test of the waters.
And, well, its fine. It does not have the full bloom of the currant flavors that I would hope for, but its still a decent cup of tea. I’ll sip it down no problem.
I can’t wait to try the other blends I picked up!
Now, this tea is a conundrum. I like it, I actually like it a lot. Its bold, and the lavender and the tea make an interesting and pleasant combo.
The trouble is, however that I cannot be convinced that this is an earl grey. All the defining characteristics of the earl is gone (namely, bergamot), as the boldness of the lavender, and the general smokey quality of the tea.
So, I like it, but it puzzles me.
This is one of the teas I’ve been drinking more often than my steepster logs would indicate. I’ve reached for this during the note drought of 2016, and not for a particularly flattering reason.
I don’t love this. Its not even a little bit impressive. I was hoping that the addition of fruit would make this Earl really shine, but it doesn’t deliver on the garden promise.
Its totally drinkable, but not able to hold my attention.