3008 Tasting Notes
I love #147, & I love #154. They are 2 different lots of the Sun Moon Lake Assams from Taiwan Tea Crafts. This one is a little ‘thicker’ than the other one, like a slice of candied fruit dipped in chocolate.
The ensemble here includes the same trio of Bassoon, Oboe, & clarinet, but I’d like to add one more instrument…I’m thinking a rich midrange bagpipe drone…
I need to start composing pieces as a reflection of teas I love…sigh…
First Tea of the day!
This morning Tony flew to Kalamazoo, Michigan. His company is hosting a trade show there, or participating in one, something like that. Either way, he is gone until Tuesday night. I’m not used to being at MY house on sundays, & I don’t have any students or gigs, so it’s a total free day!!
I plan to spend at least part of this day drinking samples of all of the teas Sil & I shared from Taiwan Tea Crafts, in part because I haven’t drank any of them for awhile, & also because TTC is having a SALE! So I need to decide if I want MOAR of any (or all) of these!
This one wins the prize for the most beautiful packaging, lol. The packaging of all of these samples is absolutely beautiful, very colorful, but this one especially. Flavor-wise, this is also one of my favorites. This one & #154 are very similar, with a sweet fruity taste, & I have enough to drink them each one more time after today.
My steeping parameter today is to use my little blue lotus porcelain teapot (roughly 4oz, same size as my yixings, & they all look so nice together on the shelf). This allows me to run 3 full length steepings, but only drink about 12 oz total. As for quantity, I’m treating these teas like I treat Butiki’s Premium Taiwanese Assam, simply because they similar (though the taste is different), with similar leaf size. So I added a slightly heaping tsp to the pot, steeped 3 min at boiling, & then ran 2 more steepings at 4 & then 5min, each into a different cup.
I’m pleased to say that all 3 cups were delicious! This is a refined tea, a lady of Assams if you will. There are no bold bass or high notes here, more like a sweet woodwinds trio: bassoon, oboe, & clarinet. The flavor is rich, gentle, & fruity. Thanks again, Sil, for including me on this order!
We went to breakfast with another couple this morning. My daughter Ari is the chef at the restaurant, & although she makes a special waffle for me (due to my problems with gluten, dairy, etc), I’m wiped out. I haven’t crashed this hard after a meal in a couple of years, & can barely keep my eyes open & type. I can’t stop yawning. I’ll probably have to take a nap.
So I’m drinking this puerh. This is a sample from Stacy, so I get to claim a sipdown! This is a rich, almost coffee like cup of earthiness. It’s a little on the acidic side for me, but otherwise it’s just what I need. The taste reminds me of a really dark & rustic whole grain bread, like a pumpernickel. Near the end of the sip, there is a creamy vanilla sweetness, more a mouthfeel than a taste. Time to resteep.
I’ve been enjoying a pot of this while teaching my first student of the day, a young lady who just won the “Ms. Metro St. Louis” title, which included here playing a very short 90 seconds piece on Harp.
I, of course, totally detest the beauty pageant scene, LOL, but if that’s what she wants to do, then I’ll do everything I can to help her play well. She’s actually a lovely young lady, taking 18 hours of college, working 3 part time jobs, & doing all kinds of other extra curriculars. In June she’ll go to the miss Missouri pagaent, so today we picked out her piece for that, or a few pieces to consider, but I’m pretty sure we agreed on the one we both like the best. :)
This tea is lovely. It’s a sweet & malty black bi Lou style, rolled up into little snails. I’d describe it more, but Tony is picking me up to take me out to a surprise lunch, then I have to go teach at UMSL, so no time to tarry here!
Let me tell you true. Once a mighty storm blew up around me, the Kracken rose & swallowed up all me mates & ship, and only I survived, afloat on drift wood until I felt sand between me toes. Marooned, I was, with nothin’ but coconuts & fish, an endless beach of palm trees & coves. Hopeless, it was.
Ah, but luck would have it that I chanced on a treasure so vast, so rich: casks of the finest rum that had washed ashore.
Coconuts & rum, love, is there more to life than that?
“Yo Ho Yo Ho A Pirates Life For Me”