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This tea, which is my current at-work tea, is the antithesis of the Cardamom French Toast. This is a very malty, very strong black tea blend.
I steeped it today as if it was a green tea, and that helped it from being too overpowering, I am glad to say. When brewed too long it turns into a sensation not unlike drinking a mahogany chair.

I wanted something very sweet and cozy this morning, and this meets that description perfectly.
Ahh. This is just such a nice winter tea!

I require caffeine. I require a lot of it.
Oh, Monday. You are a doozy!

Tea of my morning. I wanted something strong and a bit spicy, and while this does meet those criteria, I am not convinced the flavors of the lapsang and of the chai really work together.

This was my morning pot, and I’m afraid that its a bit bitter this morning.
Its apparently one of the more sensitive of my blends, where a little too long in the pot can make it take a bitter edge.
Ehh. Oh well.

I don’t normally have black tea this late in the afternoon, and I hope it does not backfire, but I needed a pick me up.
As this nice little tea has been ignored, I decided it was high time to sip on it.
Its really nice! A pleasant melding of lavender and bergamot, and it is very refreshing!

Black Friday seemes like the perfect time to break this out.
Ahh, thats the smell. Thats the comforting cup of warmth.
Nom.

I decided to have a pot of this with my morning writing session. Alas, I cannot get this tea to work!
It smells wonderful in the loose leaf, but it brews up bitter every single time! Argh!

Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow American Steepsterites!
I am having my last bit of this for my first pot of the day, and its a little weak. I had slightly less leaf than is ideal, but it is still a lovely, lovely pot.
A dream in almond with a hint of cranberry, no blend feels like autumn as much as this one does.
And, alas, a sipdown.
I won’t bring this back right away. I will wait until autumn comes again, as thats the perfect season to drink it in.

I think Steepster ate a note of mine from earlier today. Meh!
Well, it hardly ever does that anymore, so I suppose one not can occationally be sacrificed to appease the great Steepster!