1934 Tasting Notes
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huge chai fan…can’t decide if it’s cloves or cardamom that reminds me of a random spillage of the stale contents of my outdated spices.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.
If Facebook is to be believed, evidently we slept through Oklahoma earthquake aftershocks in our neighborhood. I believe I’ve had enough natural disasters for one year, thank you very much, thus something strong and bracing to bolster my sagging spirit was in order.
The strong and bracing thing was actually morning devotions—Psalm 27:5; “He will conceal me in His shelter in the day of adversity…” and while I was devoting, I accidentally let the tea steep a good eight minutes.
Expected an oops, but it was as smooth and cocoa-burgundy as if I’d done it right. This is so good, milk or sugar would be an insult. Adding this to my list of no-fail teas, which is becoming more and more appreciated.
May you find stable ground (physically, spiritually, and emotionally) under your feet today.
It’s always a good sign when you steep a new tea twice on two different mornings and its equally good both times. This one looks like it’s going to be consistent and reliable. Oh, how we all need that in a tea, in a vehicle, in a friend…
Philosophizing aside, this is really lighter than what most of us consider strong morning tea. Each element is pretty gentle on its own, but good, and just enough rosiness to make it genteel. Recommended for good china and an afternoon chin-wag with a buddy.