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I am trying to justify a run to Arkansas soon to snag more of this while it’s in season. Green tea and maple isn’t a combination I would have though of on my own, but it’s perfect. A little sweetening is built into the dry mix (I still haven’t had the packet in hand when the laptop is handy to pop in the ingredients), but it isn’t cloying.
Perfect for a warmish coolish afternoon while resting my feet after a wonderful browse in a flea market/antique mall that just kept going and going and going and going…we’re on the hunt for a few vintage blue glass medicine and apothecary bottles for the newly updated bathroom. Lost count of the times I caught my breath and said, “Oh! I remember those!” or “Grandma had one just like that…” They even had old Sears print catalogs from the 70’s and 80’s. Forget Amazon. You haven’t lived until you’ve spent an evening poring over every page of a 900-page catalog.
Have frittered away too much of the morning and I need to get to church before my kiddos do, so I’ll edit in the actual ingredients later. Generally, this is a green tea—looks like long sencha leaves—with nuts and maple brittle. It doesn’t seem sweet at first, but after several swallows, you have a smile on your face and waffles on your breath :) (Without the buttery, calorie-laden guilt.)
This one smells and steeps like fruit punch. I was a little leery, since it contained green tea, of the recommended 4 minute steep time, but it worked well. The sweetness stays on your tongue, but doesn’t coat it like licorice. A tasty one for fancy cups and feather boas and sparkly junk jewelry tea parties.
So what were you doing 28 years ago today? We had just washed the Just Married shoe polish off the Buick, jettisoned a few balloons and streamers along Highway 54 and eaten our first meal as a married couple: chili dogs at the Sonic in El Dorado Springs, Missouri.
Our anniversary lunch today was a trifle classier (Italian at Johnny Carino’s), but other than that it’s been a decadently lazy day puttering at home, ironing, and watching a DVD of The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel nabbed cheap at Dollar General. Part of developing a lifetime relationship is learning to love being companionably boring together.
Heavy lunch needed a nice, light counterpart. This is. A sweet melange of fruitiness. Raspberry really needs equal time in the title, but Pomegranate Grape Raspberry Green is a little long—you can only fit so much on a label.
Savoy, our wonderful little regional (wish I could say local, but it’s 70 miles) tea shop does flavored green teas really well.
This one is right up to the mark: a well-rounded blend of several fruits (I’m getting lots of raspberry in this particular cup). Smells wonderful, both dry and steeped. Drinking my inaugural cup according to prep directions, but thinking the next round needs to be chilled.
This one isn’t on the Savoy website any longer. It’s just one ingredient away (no chocolate chips) from their Chocolate Cream Truffle. It would stand to reason the Savoy folks streamlined it from their product line since the two are so similar.
Enough chitchat. What does this taste like? A Russell Stover chocolate coconut candy, heavy emphasis on the coconut. Sweet, thick, heavy on the tongue.
A little pricey for this cheapskate ($2.50 for a half ounce sample) but it is tasty.
Flipping back through recent notes on this one, it seems to be the subconscious go-to for moments of mild creative frustration: in this case, it was losing a wrestling match with a Cricut mat that is losing its sticky (those of you who know how expensive those confounded mats are understand the need to beat them into submission until they’ve lost their last iota of tackiness).
At any rate, this lovely orange-almond green is perfect for an afternoon, slightly sweet, easy to steep. One I will chase down next trip to Arkansas.
Be amazed: we did a frivolous and delicious autumn run to NW Arkansas yesterday (primarily Eureka Springs for those of you familiar with the geography), stopped at Savoy on the way home, and I restrained myself to two small packets of tea. This was one of ’em, because I know of no other source for a similar orangey, almondy, cookie-y green tea. This is gooood!
I associate green tea with focus and clarity; need lots. The closest I come these days to algebra and geometry is figuring out the composition of a teacher resource pack: you get X units of Y kind of paper (three different weights) and you have to leave Z units unbespoken for required items, so what’s left is like trying to fit 9 shoes in 4 shoeboxes without the lid coming off….oh, my hurtin’ head….
The name of this one conjures up images of neither mist nor meadow. I don’t think any of the ingredients even grow in a meadow, unless it’s a safflower, maybe.
Vocabulary and imagery differences aside, this is still mightily tasty. Orange and almond sweetness; not a tart nor a pucker to be found. (I splurged and made sure a dried orange slice made it into my measuring spoon tonight. Hey, it’s been a rough week. I needed a little perk.)
“Misty Meadows” sounds so much more refined than “green tea with almond and orange.” But orange and almond it is, and an excellent blend at that.
Almonds have this pesky habit of going bitter in a black tea. With the lighter temp and steep time required for green tea, the flavor is just perfect. Not sure the peppercorns are kicking in much kick, maybe a little uptick at the end of each sip.
Enjoying this on a morning when a quick wake-up isn’t necessary, but it’s definitely not a hurry-up morning tea. Much better for afternoons or “prevenings” when you have time to rock and relax.
Score another one for Savoy’s pleasantly-flavored green teas.
This is a decent, lightweight IB. This is not the tea to drink at 6 a.m. when it’s the only cup you’re going to get all day because your workday is screamingly nonstop from the moment you walk in and then when you get off you have to run screaming in another direction to take an elderly father to the E.R.
Thank you for indulging me in a bit of self-pity :) Surely there is hot water around here somewhere. I have a bag of Twinings on me….
Brrr! First cold snap. We tried to tough it out and forego turning the heat on last night; hubby woke up with a cold looking at he’d been hit by a truck, and my joints were screamingly painful. So WARM trumped any other tea quality this morning.
This is a decent morning cup that takes absentminded steeping well. Smooth, not sharp.
Which is worse: a week with no time to drink tea, or a week so nuts you’ve been drinking it all along and failed to enjoy it? It’s falling somewhat toward the latter here.
So, in keeping with the “brainless” theme, picked a morning cuppa that apparently needs no thought whatsoever. This is good, but awfully mild for an Irish breakfast; just a half-tone shy of a Ceylon, a trifle less sharp than that. Takes long steeps with no problem; I may have to double up on leaf and time and see what happens with the rest of the packet.
Can’t find this one on the website to provide a description or picture; no surprise, as it was in a clearance bin at this nice little shop in NW Arkansas.
I wish there were an aftershave with the scent of the dry leaves—dark and peaty and malty. Then I wish I could get my spouse to wear it…but he probably wouldn’t like me sniffing him all over :)
Steeped as prescribed at 5 minutes, the flavor isn’t as representative of the smell as I had hoped, but it’s still a fair breakfast tea, leaning to the strongish side of Assam. Not a thriller, but not a disappointment.
Going to propose the theory that the folks at Savoy do much better at blends and flavored teas then they do straight-up stuff.
One of those mornings where about two sips of hot tea are all you get to before the outdoor temps make hot anything unnecessary—so this was a good morning choice. The ginseng gets stronger as it cools, which is OK by me—I don’t like ginseng hot, but cold or iced it hits the spot. would like to get some more of this.
I have really been digging this one—light, almost citrusy green flavor with the kick of a good British breakfast tea.
The only downside is the steep time—just two minutes. Which means it can’t be left unattended while one schleps around the house in morning routine mode. Funny how something that piddly can make your groove un-groovy.
All the same, I want more next time I’m at Savoy; I’ll just save it for the mornings when the minutes don’t matter as much.