1768 Tasting Notes
Oof, today I had to drag myself out of bed. Sleep is hard when it never cools down at night, and I had to hussle this morning to get where I was going.
That means there is, back home, half a pot of this stone cold and lonely. Oh, Boston, I never meant to harm you like that! I’m so sorry!
Gah, I hate scrambling and forgetting tea.
Whoops, dropped off the face of the earth there for a few days. Sorry guys, I had some travel, and I am seriously in the middle of Camp Nanowrimo. Argh, three thousand more words to go. I can do it! Wooo!
So, in tea news, I went into my local Peets to see if there were any of the Peets teas I like on sale, as they are expiring soon. Of the teas on sale, I’m afraid that none were the ones I really like, so what I’ve got will be the end of that particular tea train.
I will say, though, that there are a lot of other Black Currant fish in the sea, and I’ll be alrght with not having this in my cupboard, when I’ve finished it.
I was feeling uninspired this morning, so grabbed this, which is inoffensive. Some mornings I just don’t want to drink a truly wonderful tea, and ruin it with my feelings of profound meh. Ever have one of those days?
I am told that Peets is going to stop making teas! Eeep! They’re hardly my favorite, but they make at least one tea that is really good (not this one, sorry, Black Currant), which I will miss.
And this is my restful pot in the middle of the busy day.
I am a little nervous about how busy I’m going to be, even though I’ve done all these jobs before, and know the drill.
I didn’t sleep well last night, which did not really help, so the tea has got to be black, and due to nerves, has to be beloved. Thank you, Boston, for helping out!
This is the first of my truly insane Thursdays. This day of the week, with my current jobs, has always been my busiest, but now a coworker has retired, and I’m taking over her extra shift, which means that I’m just going to be run positively ragged.
The good news is that I have a small break, in which to work out, eat lunch, and drink tea.
But first thing in the morning I need a quick, brisk cup, and that’s what this was. Yaaay.
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.