1928 Tasting Notes
First, big news: last night we slept at HOME. New House, yet to be christened with an official name.
Carpets cleaned in preparation for furniture move tomorow, laundry in the machine, knees sore from kneeling and peeling out 30-year-old contact paper from kitchen cabinets, so I am sitting in my rocker and enjoying a celebratory afternoon cuppa. This tin, a much appreciated gift from ashmanra, I’ve been waiting to open until a special occasion.
So much going on and I haven’t found the timer yet, I let this first pot go a little past due. Base is bitter-ish. Even so, I am enamored with the fruit blend—there has to be a ton of strawberry—that stays in the mouth after each sip.
Now off to wash bird poop off the walls. (Former owners had parakeets.)
C.S. Lewis lovers, doesn’t the lion on the box remind you of Aslan? (You can never get a book long enough or a cup of tea large enough to suit me.)
My cups of tea at Shabby House are numbered. Hallelujah and Jehovah Jireh (with a little bit of the hora thrown in), we have a house waiting for us. Modest and humble, but OURS. Keys should be in our hand tomorrow and moving process should take about a week. I’m finally letting myself believe it and PACKED the loose tea filter.
So I’m down to whatever I can drink out of a bag, and this crumpled box looked like it needed me.
Vanilla Comoro fans, this is really, really close on the super vanilla pastry-like sweetness; just a rooibos base instead of the black. Great for tea and cookie break on a raw, windy afternoon.
Tail ends of samples tend to be a little lopsided…lots of dust and whatever the “small” ingredient is; not as much of the big, good lumpy things that tend to give a blend its flavor. Definitely the case here; whole and new, it’s a nice, slightly fruity herbal, but this last cup tasted more like dandelions and that’s about it.
Mint teas always make me slow down…maybe it’s because I can’t help but stop and breathe the steam; deep cleansing breaths. I need to take several today for various and sundry reasons.
Dry bag smells just like a stick of Wrigley’s. It’s heavy on the spearmint side, no bitterness. Yep, chewing gum in a cup.
I’m not a huge chai fan…can’t decide if it’s cloves or cardamom that reminds me of a random spillage of the stale contents of my outdated spices. I’m a cinnamon-nutmeg-ginger sort of person and that’s about it.
With that said, this is pretty good. I am a rooibos sort of person and I think that’s what mellows the spices down enough for me to enjoy this, even without dairy and sweetener.
I’m generally pretty “meh” on Numi selections, but this is one of their better ones.