I have no memory of where I got this teabag. There are only two places I can think of – the most likely being that one of my students brought this to me from her trip to Disney long ago. The other possibility is that daughter’s BF sent it from Ireland, but I don’t think so. This has been hiding somewhere but turned up yesterday in all the turmoil.
You see, dear hubby who can do ANYTHING! ANYTHING I TELL YOU! is moving our washer and dryer for greater convenience for me. But as happens, it was discovered that the wall where the washer used to be was wet from seepage and the sheetrock had to be replaced. This resulted in two extra trips to the hardware store and lots of extra time for poor hubby and the water had to stay shut off periodically so he could run new water lunes and I couldn’t have tea and since we were pulling things out we found tons of things, including this tea. Phew!
(Oddly, I also found a three page “handy hints” email that my late mom printed up for me over a decade ago, and I saw the identical list on Pinterest today. Weird.)
Now this teabag is probably no spring chicken, but I am horrified at how much tea I have now that I had to move it all around so I am drinking up such things as I can. I steeped it for three minutes in just less than boiling water. Wow, this is dark!
But you know what? The tea really tastes like hearty tea blend and the orange flavor is really authentic, including the juicy orange aroma plus that slight bitter smell you get from the white membrane. This really tastes like I just squeezed an orange over my cup. Since the base is a little stronger than I usually drink, I added a wee bit of sugar and had a nice cuppa. I also got rid of one teabag without guilt. Now I only have about twenty teas to go…