2891 Tasting Notes
This was among the bags that came in my Christmas tea chest. I don’t do chai often. However, today’s weather called for something with a warming personality.
Made this mugga (as opposed to a cuppa) with nothing but milk. (Anybody else drink unsweetened chai? Or by definition, should it just be drunk sticky with syrup or sugar?) Can’t tell if it’s the cloves or cardamom, but one spice is overpowering the others.
But for a bagged variety, it is decent, especially when you’re sitting in a warm sunbeam with a napping cat. That just makes anything taste better.
This packet is getting old but has held up nicely. With a light temperature and steep time, it is rich and caramelly and soothing on such a wickedly raw day. Already got word that we get a rare snow day tomorrow (generally, even when school is closed, administrative staff is expected). I may have to have another cup then.
Picked this because it’s a cold, cloudy, raw afternoon; need to be slamming away at a due-too-soon writing project instead of tasting notes, so I’m anticipating multiple cuppas to keep me going—-resteeps should keep the caffeine level manageable.
Used water that was a little too warm on this one, so it’s heavier on the “bite” than my previous experiences. But sometimes a little bite, judiciously applied to the proper spot, is what you need to get off your keister (keester? keyster?) and get to work.
Butt knowledge: http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/keister
Interesting that the archaic definition is a suitcase…the original junk in the trunk? (Sorry, couldn’t resist!)
With one round of snow and ice just now beginning to recede and another barreling toward us at full speed, something with a little “spring” to it is needed. Tonight, this smells fresh and tastes mildly floral—-bringing to mind the scent of potting soil and greenhouses.
I was falling out of love with this one; a little too much hibiscus in the citrus side of this blend, but there’s a lot left in the pouch and I refuse to admit defeat.
Tried a little honey and a cinnamon stick. Smoothed out the edges nicely. I think we may be back to the holding hands stage :)
Love the term “over dumple!”
Is it even possible to not over-dumple?
Not at my house!