1958 Tasting Notes
An appropriate sipdown after a damp, raw, wind-cutting-right-through-your-jeans afternoon running the last gift shopping errands. Was hunting for a classic children’s book for a friend who’s a new granddad (in other words, a package full of bonding time). But mercy—which one? One Fish, Two Fish? Goodnight Moon? Little Critter? The Runaway Bunny? A Fly Went By? Between overthinking a simple purchase and wistful nostalgia for a cuddly toddler to read aloud to, I’m now mentally and emotionally wrung dry :)
Savoy still carries this…a black tea counterpart to CS Candy Cane Lane. Even though I was down to the dregs of the packet, there’s still plenty of vanilla-minty goodness for one last cup.
Came home feeling like one raw exposed nerve, so careful, measured, conscious tea-blending wasn’t in the books… not sure what proportions I used, what the actual water temp or steep time was…but the results of an unspecified amount of tulsi combined with one carelessly tossed-in bag of Celestial Seasonings sweet apple chamomile yielded … one cup of liquid Juicy Fruit gum. Not bad for an accident.
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.