1958 Tasting Notes
What a week…you, too? Can’t decide if it’s more akin to the White Rabbit (“oh, my ears and whiskers I’mlateI’mlateI’mlate”) or just plain ol’ crazy March Hare. At any rate, I’m tired! Thus, stronger is better this morning. I’ve learned on this one, to steep it strong, don’t bother to taste for strength, and dump in some milk (almond today). I am at least temporarily fortified for the craziness ahead.
You know those teas you try and, although you can’t quite put your finger on what makes it so pleasant, you look down and there’s only dregs in your cup? This is one. My first pouchong. It is thick and velvety and juicy with maybe a little hay-toast-and-honey vibe. My thanks to k s for the treat.
When I received a packet of tea treats from*scribbles,* my first thought was, “No…I shall be noble and drink up the dribs and drabs that are already open.”
Yeah, that lasted about 30 seconds.
I like this one! The leaves are long and ribbony, first steep was as bright and coppery as a brand new penny, and plenty of lightly sweet malt and chocolate to think about. Second steep (western style; sorry, I’m a barbarian :) at twice the minutes was still tasty, just had to think a little harder.
This is on the lighter end of the wake-up scale; be sure you’ve had a decent night’s sleep if you drink it in the morning, but if you’re already somewhat awake, you’ll be sufficiently alert to enjoy its subtleties.
Garage thermometer peaked at 105, but officially it’s a cool and balmy 98 today. Summer has arrived about eight weeks late. So we’re in “anything-as-long-as-it-is-COLD” mode. As I am the owner of the last two boxes in local existence of these bags, I am budgeting them carefully, but this makes the best unsweetened, cold-steeped fridge tea in the world. Stuck a quart in the fridge to wet my whistle after a dusty drive to the farm. The weeds along the road to Dad’s house are white with a quarter-inch coating of road dust that looks like mocha frost.
Wish I’d tried the lemon and (hmm..was it?) black raspberry versions of this when the indie grocery was stocking it.
Still a little left in the experimental packet ashmanra sent a while back. Hoping for an antidote to fatigue brought on by a week of unrelenting heat and work stress. Maybe I’ll just go to sleep and wake up and it’ll be 55 degrees and crispy outside…
I’m liking the flavor a little better than I did the first time around. Definitely catching the lavender. Nice to try a nighttime tea that isn’t lemony or minty.
Pretty dire heat wave forecast for the next few days, so I test-steeped an experimental pint to see if this was as yummy chilled at is hot. Sun-tea’d outside for an hour or so, then chilled. The taste profile shifted a little. Warm, you get the pineapple and nuts first; cold, the first thing you notice is cinnamon, with the tropical treats bringing up the rear. Good either way, but I think warm wins.
Wouldn’t you know it…threw together a second steep of last night’s tulsi, some chamomile, and a spoonish of dried apple mint from the back porch, ended up with a cup of evening nirvana (I’d swear there was some vanilla voodoo going on in the background)…and paid absolutely no attention to the proportions or steep time so I may never be able to replicate it again!
Apple mint is much better dried than it is fresh, but the leaves are fuzzy instead of smooth like regular mint, so it looks almost a little moldy in the jar. In case you need to know.
Oh, the difference a minute or so can make! Generally, Tao’s Golden Yunnan has a rich, dark wood and fruitiness. It is a very good breakfast tea. Distracted and agitated this morning, walked off without watching the clock and now we have rained-on cowboy boots that have made one too many trips through the barnyard. (OK, I’m exaggerating a little, but it’s dark and strong!)
It’s just been that kind of week, and a strong sign that I should just rely on my can’t-mess-it-up teas until the weekend :)