I still hate January, but the dazzling (cold!) sun on the tree branches makes it look a little like Narnia out my front window.
Because I may have to hock my firstborn to pay this month’s heating bill, I’m following several of you in an austerity plan to drink up what I have open…and this was.
It’s a fine darjeeling with lots of apple-peel, fruity character; not much to say that differs from my initial tasting note on this one.
As my tea horizons continue to broaden, there are so many wondrous varieties that I’m crazy about, but I can’t say I’ve landed on a wondrous darjeeling that makes me want to tap dance or clutch the cup in ecstasy. But I don’t mind looking…