1942 Tasting Notes
A friend shared; the pound her hubby ordered is not dwindling as fast as she’d like.
I am not a jasmine fan, and have had mixed luck with black/green blends, but this is pretty tasty. Pleasantly reminds me of Tazo’s Joy, which I loved at the outset, but had terrible problems getting it to come out consistently—couldn’t find the right time/temp sweet spot.
(This note might be a moot point at this point, though…I don’t see this blend offered on the Peet’s website currently.)
If pressed to make a judgment call, I would have a difficult time choosing a favorite Single Origin Tea: have spent quality time with this Kaporet Kenya, a Vietnam OP, and an excellent decaf Ceylon. This one has the deepest flavor of the three—dark wood with a little fruit. Kept meaning to try it with a little milk, but the cup has always been three-quarters sipped up before I think of it.
Straight-up black morning tea Steepsters, this is a vendor worth checking out.
Toys R Us two Saturdays before Christmas…what were we thinking? Ever notice that there are far fewer dancing, grinning shoppers in the real stores than there are on the commercials?
Between battling crowds and bitter cold, I am glad to be back home in my hobbit hole cuddling this lovely cozy cup after a quick lunch-and-errand run. It’s perfectly sweet coconut-candy-pina-colad-y, sunny and cheerful on a raw, cloudy afternoon. For just a moment, it might make you forget the gloom.
Word to the wise: there will be times when life is messy and the weather stinks and you are weary…too weary to make educated tea decisions. When those occasions arise, it is prudent to keep good, easy-to-steep bagged tea on hand. No thinkie, just dunkie and go. And if it’s as good and fruit-nutty as this one, you’ll never know you didn’t fuss with loose leaf.
Due to snow shoveling, paperwork shoveling, and elder care anxiety, I hit an exhaustion wall very early last night. Tried an orphan sample of this; I don’t generally like valerian, but the lemon masked it pretty well. As to its medicinal value, I was in bed by 8:00 p.m.—due largely in part to the fatigue, but this no doubt contributed.