1892 Tasting Notes
-5 F in our neck of the woods; perhaps a little spice will kick up the internal temps, anyway. This may well be one of the first flavored teas I ever drank, and one of the few husband asks for by name when it gets this cold, so there’s some snuggly nostalgia that improves the flavor :)
Have always enjoyed this because it tastes like cinnamon-roll cinnamon; not red hot cinnamon.
Picked up a pouch for future review at www.itsallabouttheleaf.com. I am not a lapsang fan by any means, but this one taught me that not all lapsang souchong blends taste like burnt bacon, either. Nice substitute for a crackling fireplace on a cloudy afternoon with the remains of a blizzard on the ground.
Cold, ice, snow, and mid-winter blahs have also influenced my tea preferences, so I’m not wasting good tea on a bad attitude. Just hot basic leaf. Today’s quote on the bag tag: I cannot live without books—Thomas Jefferson.
There is hope … just praying I can dig it out from under a foot of thawed and re-frozen bleccccccch!
The 95-degree-afternoon mentioned in said review was several months ago! We’re UP to a blistering 5 degrees today. Wish I had more of this to enjoy from the depths of my favorite blankie.
More than 18" of snow with drifts half again that high; wicked wind chill; it’s still falling; legs and hips already aching just thinking about the shoveling that’ll have to take place once it stops tomorrow: just needed something hot, dark, cheap, and no-nonsense. Sometimes it’s just too cold to be subtle.
Still haven’t unearthed the brand of this nice (and wonderfully inexpensive!) bulk tea from favorite local store, though I see big ol’ 25-pound bags on their shelves with characters I can’t deciper. It looks a little leafy and woody and stemmy dry, but is still a good pantry staple, especially on days when you want to be tugged awake instead of booted out the door.