1927 Tasting Notes
Clever, clever marketing: Bigelow has (as best I can tell) repackaged their Peppermint Bark herbal tea—which is mildly chocolate, briskly mint, and generally pleasant—with a Girl Scout cookie wrapper and set it back on the shelves for another season. Hey, it worked—box caught my eye and was in my hand until I read the ingredient list and realized I had plenty of the same stuff at home.
Another review of this calls it “The king of bagged decaf black tea." Not sure about king, but I’d certainly dub it an Earl. Maybe a Viscount. (Isn’t that what Edith’s Downton Abbey sweetie is?) After a five minute steep, it was dark like a good morning builders’ tea…with a recognizable bit of sharp builders’ tea flavor. Well done, Ty-phoo!
The search for a superlative decaffeinated black tea continues. This is fair-to-middlin’, but I’m beginning to think that middlin’ is as good as it’s going to get. This one gains a little strength as it cools and is a little astringent. I guess decaffeinating just sucks out flavor, no matter how conscientiously it’s done.
I’ve always had trouble with the honey flavor in this one (not unpleasant, just stronger than I prefer) and so the tin is getting old. But you know what a cheapster I am…would rather saw off a leg than throw out tea! Halved it with some plain generic Ceylon. That did the trick. Quite suitable now for a morning when I’m not being choosy and just need to get out the door.
Tazo and I are curled up watching Shogun. (Forget Richard Chamberlain, I’ve got a crush on the young John Rhys-Davies!) Therefore, green tea seemed appropriate.
It is 35 degrees with a stiff gusty wind that is drives the rain into you like nails. (4+ inches in 24 hours; lots of ugly flooding) Therefore, something indulgent seemed appropriate.
This light, sweet confection from Savoy is the best of both. Green tea with nuts and maple sugar. Just what we needed. Tazo warmed his nose and chin on the steaming cup while I warmed my hands. Purrrrrrrrrr.
After a mild, lovely, and bountiful Christmas Day, the weather has turned sodden and sulky. To keep from feeling as deflated as the soggy inflatable snowmen in the neighbors’ yard, I am wearing an obnoxiously tie-died shirt, orange and aqua polka dotted socks, and treating myself to a cheer-up cup of this sweet pastry goodness. Reminds me more of blueberry muffins than blueberry scones, the caramel and vanilla just puts it over the top.