1813 Tasting Notes
I’ve either been too busy/distracted to record much of late, or once I finally find some quiet time for a cuppa, I don’t want to ruin the quiet with online distractions. But another lovely cold front passing through has finally brought back good tea season.
Three lovelies I’ve enjoyed this week are Choco Nut Blend (Ambessa; and don’t let the choco fool you. It’s nut and apricot), Teavana English Breakfast, and Autumn’s Walk, a really nice chocolate-vanilla-rooibos-hazelnut personal blend still available at Adagio. All good for watching rain and leaves starting to turn.
Blustery clouds scudding across the sky. Mid 50’s. Yum. (Same forecast in April and I will be grousing about it.)
At any rate, the need for an extra cuppa at lunch caused me to paw through my random and motley work tea tin and pull out this one, like a cracker jack prize. Apple and vanilla with a sminch (I made that up, do you like it?) of cinnamon spice in the background. Perfect with a slice of pumpkin pie. (It’s October. I couldn’t wait any longer.)
Quiet. Deliciously quiet. No air conditioning needed. Neighborhood is shutting down for the evening. Nothing but crickets.
That has nothing to do with this tasty tea, but I wanted you to enjoy the stillness with me.
My packet is getting so old, I had to check to confirm this is still available from Boston Tea, which it is. It’s like Sunday morning sweet rolls. Not overly sugary, the almonds aren’t bitter, and smoooooth. Not for weekday mornings when you need booted awake, but slow weekend mornings on the back porch? Perfect.
After a fall false start a couple weeks ago and a week of “ha! it’s still summer,” I love the hints of autumn that were called to my attention on the morning trek to work: fog caught in the hedgerows with the sun shining above it, sumac bushes that have started turning persimmon and crimson colors, silhouette of a crane standing by a foggy pond…and the wonderful cedar and leather sensations caused by this really nice Yunnan. Hadn’t had it in a while; glad I saved some back for crisper weather.
There is currently a box of plain old Yorkshire Tea and a box of Yorkshire Gold Tea in my kitchen. I haven’t tried them nose-to-nose yet, but I had Gold yesterday and Plain Old today. Plain Old may be winning. I steeped both tumblers obnoxiously strong; Gold is sharper and pointier; Plain Old has more going on in the bass/baritone region. How’s that for mixed metaphors?
Both suitable for groggy Mondays and Monday reruns.
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.)