1867 Tasting Notes

drank PG Tips Loose Leaf by PG Tips
1867 tasting notes

Ahhh…it’s back under my roof. Basic black, milk-welcoming, cold-weather staple that it is. Four lovely bulk ounces, minus a really, really heaping teaspoon to boot myself out the door this morning.

With apologies to Robert Frost — this tea is lovely, dark, and deep. I’ve miles to go before I sleep. Glad I’ve got this one close to hand.

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I believe I like the second steep better than the first. The tangy edge is gone, and it’s just liquid suede now.

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Made a huge pot this morning—needed something with a punch (on the label and otherwise) after a hard, hard Saturday. Left to himself in the fridge to chill, Thomas is, I believe, even a bit stouter than freshly brewed.

This afternoon I’m raising my mason jar in memory of a dear friend who loved tea, loved kids, loved to write, and loved her God. Jill, save me a place on your front porch in Heaven … we’ll have another cuppa together yet.


Somewhat belated, but still. My condolences for your loss.


Thank you. She loved practical jokes, and ironically, a week after her passing, I received an e-mail from her inbox. Spam. I can just see her laughing maniacally and slapping Gabriel on the shoulder watching me try to figure that one out.

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This is what I consider a pretty stereotypical oolong, with nice big dark green leaves, a sharpish flavor, and a nice smooth heavy texture. It isn’t as drying in the mouth as some oolongs, but that’s a plus as far as I’m concerned.

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drank Sleepytime by Celestial Seasonings
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Been a long while since I’ve had a cup of this’n. It’s chief appeal after a weary week is the lack of care it requires. Toss it in, leave the bag as long as you want, it’s all lemony-mint comfort. I could take a bath in it. Actually…hmmm….how many bags to a bathtub? :)


This was a staple in my pre-tea days, it has been ages since I had a cup.

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I’m glad the review for this one posted when it did … this is perfect for the change of seasons:


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drank Queen Catherine by Harney & Sons
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Just a personal quirk, but I don’t generally start putting milk in my tea until the weather turns, which it finally did this week.

Knew I’d need some bucking up today, so I made a really strong tumbler of this—deliberately oversteeped—then lightened it up with some half and half. Oh, yum! Coffee personality came out to play.

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This is probably the prettiest tisane I’ve ever seen. Nice big, fluffy flower chunks.

It seemed a little mint heavy, but the floral combo behind it was a nice sensory experience. Still licking my lips to figure out what all was there, even after the cup was finished. My senses are dulled (heavy, heavy stress at work … fretting a bit about elder care issue after mom’s surgery) so it was nice to have something else to think about for a bit.


I like the sound of that stress-zapping blend! Hang in there. I understand elder care issues very, very well.


Thanks, Jenn. I was genetically loaded with daughter guilt :) I may have to load up on comforting herbals over the next few weeks!


Hang in there! Give yourself a break. I didn’t give myself one and it would have been much better if I had!

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Steeped this one conventionally (my first attempt was as sun tea) and it it wasn’t bad for an evening wind-me-down. The medicinal ingredients still have a rooty, cereally taste, but the mint counteracts/balances/overshadows it well.

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Looseleaf; medicinal. Brach’s Mallowcreme Pumpkins are wonderful this time of year while the bags are fresh; however, several on top of a Maria’s chimichanga … not so smart. I’ve got to quit eating like a teenager.

Half a cup is wonderful for an aw-I-shouldna-done-that tummy.

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Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.


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