1757 Tasting Notes
This is the result of some significant stash cleaning last night: (Tossing tea, books, or ratty clothing is difficult for me…you?) The upside was several rounds of, “Oh, I forgot I had that!”
Like this. The coconut side of this pu-erh is almost candy sweet. In all, reminds me of a dark chocolate Mounds. Wish I knew more about the source (bulk health food grocery buy) so I could share.
Feet finally up after a busy, crazy, and scary weekend (all three, sometimes simultaneously). The cold front that blew the ugly storms through this time yesterday is keeping a little chill in the air, so I made me a big mug of straight honeybush leaves plus a splash of Pappy’s Sassafras concentrate. Rooty-beery and rich. You could do this at home, too, easy.
Using my stash prudently; local store quit carrying in bulk. But general weariness coupled with general anxiety (t-word is in the forecast) justifies a long steep with lots of leaf. I’ll have to prowl around and see if any of you have a preferred bulk source of pure un-blended tulsi leaf.
Oh, my aching (fill in a body part and it’ll probably be right)…day of hard labor ferrying father, walker, and medical appliances to Wal-Mart, then cleaning out a hall closet with shelves that haven’t been touched for years. Today’s treasures: old vaudeville showbill, a brand new rag throw rug, a black wool beret, and quite possibly every greeting card my mother ever received for the past 30 years. Oh, and a large milk glass creamer full of fresh lilacs (always her favorite this time of year).
Anyway, without a fresh Mason jar of homebrew in the fridge, I swiped a tumbler of this from my husband. This is a fair, unsweet, unsullied, non-citric iced tea if you need some ready-made in a pinch. Enjoying it along with the backyard theatrics—Tazo is mole hunting.
Dear Celestial Seasonings,
How ‘bout we just drop the Sleigh Ride and make it Sugar Cookie year-round? I’m down to my last three bags and I neeeeeed easy, no-fuss, no-fumble sweetness on an evening following a screamer workday when I had to ask co-workers to keep me away from sharp objects.
Very sincerely yours,
My initial couple of cups of this Assam were mild and gentle. This morning, distracted as usual, overleafed and oversteeped….whew! At least I’m awake now! Metallic with a bite—like squeezing your tongue with a pair of pliers.
Still, no good tea need be wasted: diluted and iced in a tumbler, ought to be fine later on.
Don’t you love it when a Steepster friend makes it possible for you to try stuff you would never have (a) found locally or (b) thought to select on your own? This, from scribbles, falls into that category. The dry leaves smell roasty-toasty, it’s pleasantly heavy on the tongue, and deliciously sweet—-white grape juice and honey and maple twigs.