This is far from being the most refined or most expensive tea I own. I have written so many tasting notes on it and still it surprises me when I haven’t had it in a while.
Yesterday I had to work the election. That means getting up at 4:30 to shower, dress, have a glass of Instant Breakfast, load the supplies, and arrive for set up at 5:30 am. We open at 6:30 am and have to stay until about 9 pm.
Around 8:30 am I realized that I needed a mid morning lift. I asked my daughter to bring me a JoeMo of this and a Nonni’s biscotti. I don’t like drinking tea from any closed container as the aroma is limited and you miss out on a lot of the pleasure in my opinion. I had her bring a Beehouse cup for me to use and I am so glad I did.
As soon as I poured it, the Queen both comforted me and fortified me for the day. I had one of those hug-the-cup-shaky-knees moments where there is no one in the world but you and your tea. Ah, yes. Love.
Cocoa, light smoke, rich malty black tea. Body that let’s you know you have sustenance flowing into your body. I love you, Catherine. I guess I always will.
I had a cup in bed after my seventeen hour shift, and another this morning, and more this afternoon with tea time brownies and strawberries and homemade cookies. Yes.
