1476 Tasting Notes
This one is going to take some thought and experimentation. Started the morning with 4 pearls to a 16 oz cup—maybe one more next time. First sip of the first steep and I wasn’t getting much flavor, just a thick, rich texture. As it cools, however, we’re getting something smoky, cedar-y, and a little sweet.
Good morning, Terriharplady and thanks for the chance to try this. Taking a couple days off work (too many weeks in overdrive) to tend to house/home, kith/kin, paperwork/piddling…so there may be a little time to think on this one some more.
A work friend brought this to me, acquired on a trip to Washington D.C. The bag actually says “Cherry Blossom Tea” with a different label, but comparable description leads me to believe it’s the same thing. I will gladly stand corrected.
At any rate, this is kinda tasty for a bagged gift tea. A keemun and cherry blend; the cherry has a very sweet cotton-candy vibe. Not getting a lot of keemun, but it was made sloppily, bag-in in a microwave. Thrown over ice, it flies as a decent dessert tea.
I’m all over the map with this one, Keemun in one note, not in the next; this morning it kinda came out meh—brown leaf juice. Still quite drinkable and not unpleasant.
We had just intended to go window shopping…wrong side of payday to do much more than that. But desperate times call for desperate measures, especially when your local shop is discontinuing your favorite bagged strawberry tea ever.
The upside, however, was that the 50-bag boxes were marked down to 99 cents. Two cents a cup. Take that, Cheapster Steepsters :) Dug around in the dregs of my purse for coins and small change and bought the last three boxes.
Worth it, even if I’m running on penny fumes. (Poverty builds character, right?)
Second steep is still lightly caramel and absolutely drinkable in scent and flavor, but I kept thinking about the BAM! of the first cup the whole time.
Fresh Brach’s Pick-A-Mix caramels. How did they pack all that burnt sugar sweetness into an unflavored black tea? Oh, wow! This is phenomenally good, terriharplady. Thank you for sharing a bit.
Trying to find an accurate descriptor for the week that doesn’t make me sound like the Queen of Hyperbole. It’s just been rough, personally, physically, and professionally: like your soul’s been dragged across a cheese grater. (No, that’s not adjectivally excessive at all.)
So there was nothing more appropriate to start bandaging the bruises at quittin’ time than a long, strong (8 minutes) steep of tulsi made gentler with a generous wad of homegrown lemon verbena (courtesy of k s). Coupled with a lap cat that makes paw circles in the air when you scratch in the magic spot, the acid adrenalin is starting to subside a little.
A little sad to see hints of the bottom of the tin. This is a great pantry tea for black tea lovers—smooth, no bitterness requiring milk or sugar, easy steeper. Two minutes, ten; no matter.
This is better with a longer steep. Easily more than five minutes this morning (was trudging more slowly than usual), and it is much deeper, juicier, with a hint of slightly overdone caramel toast at the back. It grows on ya.
I’m missing a tasting note on this one. The one where I thanked a kind mystery donor for surprising me with a packet of this lovely stuff.
I was thankful for said donor again this morning when I just stuck my nose in the pouch and smelled it. So cocoa-y and burlap sacky.