Slow Sunday morning … ample time to check out a new tea … ahhh!

This one has autumn written all over it. (According to my son, there are really two mini-seasons, fall when the temps dip for the first time, and deep autumn, when there’s been a frost and the leaves are past their prime.) So by his seasonal calendar, I’m a few weeks early.

At any rate: nice leaves with plenty of blonde in them. The steeped color is absolutely gorgeous—deep reddish mahogany. Flavor leads off with some smokiness, but once that wears off, there’s a rich woody taste. Not sawdust; old oak and maple planks with a bit of cinnamon bark. Enjoying it plain too much to mess it up with milk.

You know, the fun thing about tea tasting is that it’s so crazily subjective…I could’ve said this tasted like a gym floor that had been mopped with Worcestershire sauce…and it still would’ve been accurate (who are we to contest the accuracy of each other’s taste buds)?

Enjoy whatever it is you’re tasting today.

K S

I do envy those with wide ranging culinary knowledge and life experiences from which to draw in their tea drinking. It must make tasting so much more fun. Of course, I do have to wonder about people who put cinnamon on the maple planks :)

gmathis

Try it. I bet it smells wonderful.

Yogini Undefined

Lol love this review. I guess it’s true that reviewing is quite subjective. Shuddering at the gym floor with Worcestershire sauce taste hahaha ;)

MsWhatsit

Hey, those floors are clean enough to drink off. :o)

Donna A

Definitely agree with your last paragraph! Tea is like anything else. One man’s trash might be another man’s treasure.

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K S

I do envy those with wide ranging culinary knowledge and life experiences from which to draw in their tea drinking. It must make tasting so much more fun. Of course, I do have to wonder about people who put cinnamon on the maple planks :)

gmathis

Try it. I bet it smells wonderful.

Yogini Undefined

Lol love this review. I guess it’s true that reviewing is quite subjective. Shuddering at the gym floor with Worcestershire sauce taste hahaha ;)

MsWhatsit

Hey, those floors are clean enough to drink off. :o)

Donna A

Definitely agree with your last paragraph! Tea is like anything else. One man’s trash might be another man’s treasure.

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Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.

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