1954 Tasting Notes
Much-postponed Christmas swap with a friend today; she’d been Goodwilling and I am now in possession of a lovely heavy white ceramic dome-shaped pot and cups and saucers with delicate sage green leaves that make me feel like I’m handling spring. The pot is great—I love friends who understand the value of utilitarian vs. cutesie things that don’t hold heat and you can’t pour out of.
Anyway….also a selection of four of her fave teas to try in said pot; all from our favorite local bulk jars. The manufacturer description is very accurate. The dry leaves are redolent of cloves. (Redolent—isn’t that a nice, relaxing adjective? And one I didn’t have to make up, either.) The steeped color is rich and sultry amber. Flavor—-succulent. The orange is pithy, not painfully tart; deep, sweet cloves that warm your tummy but don’t bite your tongue.
While I don’t think I’ll ever manage to pare down my tea stash to the lean and mean chosen few that I really have the space for, of late, I’m finding myself gravitating to comfortable tried-and-true basics that wear as well as an old bathrobe.
This is one. Today, used a larger mug with the same amount of leaf, so it’s lightly-silk-and-toasty instead of the heavier cocoa-ness that comes out in a stronger concentration. And it’s still good.
I rarely mess with ratings and slider bars, but this one I’m dragging all the way to the end of the happy scale.
Closest match I could find on the Boston Tea website for the bagged green tea in my little treasure chest.
Not as good as Boston Tea’s Dragonwell, but still a mild, unfinicky, slightly cereally green. Was perfect for an afternoon feet-up break from writing (deadlines looming) and housework (who let the floor get so skanky?)
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This was among the bags that came in my Christmas tea chest. I don’t do chai often. However, today’s weather called for something with a warming personality.
Made this mugga (as opposed to a cuppa) with nothing but milk. (Anybody else drink unsweetened chai? Or by definition, should it just be drunk sticky with syrup or sugar?) Can’t tell if it’s the cloves or cardamom, but one spice is overpowering the others.
But for a bagged variety, it is decent, especially when you’re sitting in a warm sunbeam with a napping cat. That just makes anything taste better.
This packet is getting old but has held up nicely. With a light temperature and steep time, it is rich and caramelly and soothing on such a wickedly raw day. Already got word that we get a rare snow day tomorrow (generally, even when school is closed, administrative staff is expected). I may have to have another cup then.