1359 Tasting Notes
I could not decide on a tea this morning. I stood in the kitchen, the kettle merrily boiling away, staring at my stash in bleery indecision. Nothing sounded quite right out of the teas I’ve got currently, so I turned my attention to my little bowl of samples.
Poor sample bowl. I’ve been rather ignoring it lately, in favor of other teas. But I’ve still got a few teas to try for the first time, and its a good idea to try.
JusJames, I think, sent me this one a while back, and I’d forgotten all about it. Well, now is the time!
This is a very pleasant cup of strait black tea. Warm and mellow, with just a hint of astringency, and a pleasant finish, with just the slightest hint of honey to tease the mouth.
I’d say it was a good choice for this puzzled morning.
Thanks everyone for your kind thoughts and wishes yesterday. I’m doing just fine, and the neighborhood, while quiet, I think is coping as well. It used to be a street where the kids were always playing outside, but its quieted down this weekend. I cant blame them.
We only know a little bit more, but hopefully soon we get information from the police about what is going on.
So delicious tea. I require it, and am not going to mess about with only sub par tea today. Help me, floating cloud tea. Help!
Its delicious this morning, and just what the doctor ordered.
So the commotion last night that kept waking me up turned out to be someone being shot to death across the street. I left my house to a swarm of police.
Yesterday was a very surreal day, with me sort of floating through things, unsure as to what was going on, and, when I turned the news on, seeing my house as the backdrop of police activity.
Eeeesh. I’m unsettled. Last night was calm, but I think the whole neighborhood feels a little off right now.
But life keeps going. I have tea to drink, and to go to work, and see a friend, and generally feel odd all day long.
Not my most cheerful steepster post.
A terrible nights sleep. Terrible! At two in the morning there was a lot of shouting and dog barking and sirens, and I did not bother to get out of the bed to see what it was. And then maybe someone came to knock on my door at 5 am? Maybe? By the time I got there I didnt see anyone.
Sheesh. I’m exsausted. And a full day ahead. Tea! Bring me the tea! Gah. No fiddling about with so so teas this morning, bring me a favorite.
Ooof, I’m going to be sore tomorrow. Lots of lunges in fencing tonight. I’ll stretch before I go to bed.
A cup of citrus is just what my tastebuds ordered, especially as I sit down to watch some Once Upon a Time (just started, and am obsessed and devouring it in big chunks. I love a fairytale).
Tea and tv. Not a bad evening!