430 Tasting Notes
Backlogging a bit!
Going back to basics for myself. Nothing to add; still a damn good Earl. Cannot get over the delicious smell of this one dry.
Got a cup of this to go as we were leaving Panera, because my throat’s been bugging me. Added some honey to it, so I don’t know how accurate my perception of the tea itself was, but it was a very sweet and soothing blend. The green tea was vegetal without being fishy, and not very strong (which is good). I think I’d try it again.
Mmmm. The tea that started it all. This was one of the first, if not the first loose-leaf tea I had, after a lifetime of oversteeped Red Rose. It sparked this whole addiction for me. But I haven’t touched it in almost a year. Well, nine months, according to Steepster and in this case I think it might be accurate.
I don’t know what else I can say about it. Delicious and fruity and full-bodied. Still an amazing cup.
Yummy. This is a pretty tasty black tea. Sweet and a faintly fruity flavour. I did enjoy it, but no one flavour really stood out to me.
“I got you a cup of tea!” “Yay! What kind?” “Assam . . . bananagrams.”
My bananagrams was delicious, though. A very nice sweet little black.
Mmmm. I need to start reaching for this one more, I really enjoy it. Today’s Giant Thermos o’ Tea, and it’s doing wonders on a slightly sore neck and head and throat. I love the touch of mint and the earthy smokiness of the pu’erh and gunpowder.
This has been languishing in the stash for a while until I got around to trying it. I am a huge fan of cherry, but was leery of the hibiscus in the blend. Tried to combat the Pink Menace with a thirty-second steep, which we’ve found is the best for whites anyway.
My overall impression of this tea was underwhelming. It wasn’t terrible. Certainly drinkable. Sweet, a little bit tart, could definitely taste the cherry and a bit of the mango. Left my mouth feeling a little puffy and dry. Like I said, wasn’t awful. Just forgettable.
My wife made a cup of this and didn’t offer any to me. I think that’s grounds for divorce.
Mmmmm. I do love this oolong. A coworker was drinking this the other day at work but couldn’t remember what it was called. I identified it with a sniff. It’s just so sweet and distinctive. I should reach for this more often. It’s almost as naturally sweet as a rooibos, but not so much so that I don’t want to drink it!
Didn’t like this as much as I had hoped I would. It is Eric Northman, after all. He can stir the cold cockles of my queer butch heart.
My first cup was waaaaaaay oversteeped, at two minutes. It was too bitter to taste like anything in particular. The second cup was correctly steeped, but I still wasn’t too impressed. The black tea base was underwhelming, and the berry tastes weren’t very bold. All in all, it was a mediocre cup of berry black.
Ew. Ew. Upon first sip, it tasted like a badly burnt vanilla latte. Which then left an aftertaste of badly burnt caramel popcorn. Tried a few more sips to confirm my gross hypothesis. Don’t know how I made it through half a cup before giving up. Yuck.