I needed a healing tea this morning, soul and body. I only slept about 5 hours Sunday night because I was trying to get the painting done, and I only slept two hours Monday night because I was too wired about the election. It is a hard day, physically and emotionally. I woke up so sore I looked for the truck that ran me over.I almost drank a Dancong that Bonnie sent me but we needed to do geometry and I knew I couldn’t do lots of little steeps like I wanted, so I opted for this instead. When i opened the pouch i gave the leaves a good sniff and my eyes rolled back in my head. The thing is, I didn’t check my water temp, and I got a really good but really different pot of tea.
I used one teaspoon of leaves in my little pot and quickly made three steeps in a row and poured them together. The water must have been hotter than usual. It tasted less buttery and more nutty, still smooth with no bitterness, though. What a bargain!