Well, poop. Just when I discover this makes a wonderful, apple-y summer iced tea, I also discover there are only two more bags in the box.
You really need to try this cold. I am, enjoying the quiet backyard after a rumpus, noisy afternoon at the movies with my menfolk. Oops…so much for the quiet. Neighbors, grandchildren, firecrackers. Happy 4th, y’all.
