1353 Tasting Notes
Oh blargh. Its 105 today and last night the control panel for my air conditioning unit broke. This is a tragedy of almost Greek proportions.
It also means I slept terribly and spent the morning roaming around my house making little keening noises, while trying to drink a mug of tea.
It was almost unbearable, and the thought of a cup of tea this evening is impossible.
I hate summer. I hate it so much. I am having my revenge by drinking “winter” teas, trying to force some sort of cosmic being to change the season for me. Blargh!
I’ve gotta fix the AC, so I can properly enjoy tea. I want to enjoy the tasty layers of fruit and pastry! I wanna have a pot of tea without sweating! Aaaah!
Good morning Steepster!
I’ve got my late start today, which is lovely, and so I can really sit and enjoy a pot of tea.
I am doing my best to force fall to happen, by drinking my autumnal teas and optimistically laying out sweaters. Its not working, as its still August, but I can dream!
I feel that this tea is so, so much a part of autumn. It just tastes like sweaters and crisp mornings and cool weather lovliness. Bring on the autumn!
Just enough of this to make a final pot. Hurrah!
I’ve enjoyed this. Its a citrus and black tea blend, which I am usually all for. This one was a little bit bitter, but not in an unpleasant way- in a bitter citrus kind of way.
It was enjoyable, and the tin is one of the specially designed ones, so its super pretty.
But its a sipdown! Hurrah!
I’m gonna make my sipdown goals, to be sure!
I can never get this tea to work!
I am one who likes floral tea. Rose teas? Lovely! Especially floral black teas- they can have a gorgeous flavor.
So I really want to like this. This has got chamomile and rose in it, which sounds interesting, but tastes… sour.
Its not unbearable, so I’ll work my way through it, but, after being blown away by some of Smith’s other special edition teas, I am not very impressed here.
Thank goodness its Friday. Of course, its still going to be a busy day today, but the weekend is in sight, and its the first weekend since June that I am not working. Rapture! Joy!
Farewell, Black Currant. You did your job well enough, and were a pleasant companion. And though we part forever, it was a nice relationship!