1942 Tasting Notes
Boston Tea continues to impress with its reliable and adequate line of bagged teas. Quick, unpretentious, easy steepers, all of them. This EB is bright and crisp and brassy; not much going on in the bass line, but that makes stopping for milk unnecessary. A good morning grab-n-go.
Half a tumbler left. I shall revel in its adaquacity. (Thank you, News Radio, for one of my favorite unwords ever.)
Downed a cup and a half before breaking down and actually peeking at the ingredients I couldn’t identify…odd that I’m not overfond of rose, jasmine, or bergamot individually, but together and with a light touch, they combine to make a properly civilized and elegant cuppa.
Anne Perry, one of my new favorite authors (she’s been around a while), writes a Victorian mystery series about detective Thomas Pitt, who married above his station. His wife, Charlotte, relies on her proper society connections and adventurous Aunt Vespasia to assist Thomas in infiltrating the ugly underbelly of the London uppercrust. I would proudly pour up a pot of this for either of the ladies.
A sipdown this morning. This has been a faithful, smooth, no-fuss breakfast standby. Recommended for Assam lovers who need a basic cupboard tea; too many packets and tins in the hopper for me to hunt this one down assiduously, but if a tin just happened to cross my path at TJ Maxx or a local grocery, it might have to come home with me again.
(I’m a little put out at our TJ Maxx…I realize it’s pot luck and overstocks there, but the tea selection that was giving me such great joy has dwindled down to nothing.)