1800 Tasting Notes
Stressful days so far this week, and more ahead; woke up with heart beating fast as a hamster (I seem to have a rodent thing going this week) and concluded more caffeine probably wasn’t smart. This at least gives the strong taste illusion of something with a kick. More dark than spicy. It’ll do since I’m, unfortunately, in gulp-and-go mode instead of sip-and-savor.
Bought this about a year ago and because I wasn’t enchanted with it, it got pushed to the back of a shelf. In Pursuit of Tea has evidently replaced this with a red lychee variety. But there’s still four ounces of it looking me in the face that needs to be consumed. It’s a black tea with a fruit scent and flavor that reminds me of peaches and pears when they get a little gamey in the summer. Not rotten fruit, just…uh…mature.
Opened this to compare to my ace-in-the-hole health food store cheapie oolong. It’s a little sweeter, a little more golden, and I’d almost swear to some raisiny stuff happening in the background. Makes me feel a little upscale on a decidedly NOT upscale morning.
This is the first and only Yogi tea I’ve tried that isn’t annoyingly, cloyingly licorice-y. As a matter of fact, licorice doesn’t even show up on the ingredient list. The sweetening evidently comes from stevia, chicory and cinnamon. Not bad straight, no milk. Worth finishing the cup, but don’t know that I’d do a rerun.
This like the song “The Cat Came Back” … “the tea just wouldn’t go away…” I’m bound and determined to finish the canister, and every time I think I’m on the last spoonful, there’s more. I doubled up on quantity and got the water to turn a rather designer-beige color; maybe a little almond scent to it, but taste? Nope! I think I may see if co-worker wants to fertilize her African violet with the rest.