Okay, say it with me: My name is…and I’m a Steep-a-holic…
Good to be back, eh?
My tealog says I haven’t had a cup of this since 2009; Azzrian kindly provided a little sip down memory lane this weekend. Still good and grapey, but a little more floral than I remember it the first time. If you’re looking for a reasonable balance between good black tea and in-your-face fruity, this is a viable selection.
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.
Southwest Missouri
