1718 Tasting Notes
Several of you have made mention in various posts about the Tin of Tea that Never Goes Away
- by some mystical multiplication means, there’s always just enough for one more cuppa.
That’s Tower of London at my house. But in this case, I am grateful for the Never Goes Away properties. It’s so fruity and luscious and stands up to absentminded morning preparation it is welcome here for a long, long time.
Keeping a date with Tazo the cat. I promised that when I got home from the nursing home run this afternoon, we’d have a cuddle in the patio glider. Hardship, let me tell you…about 75 degrees, not a bit of breeze or dampness, just warm quiet afternoon sun. A blessing.
The date actually started a little later than intended…getting the truck stuck in 6" of mud behind my dad’s barn slowed down the drive home a bit. Tell you about it when my spouse is ready to look back on the adventure and laugh :)
I still don’t think this is particularly chocolatey, still just used 1 bag, but in a much smaller cup and left it in the whole time. Still a fair rooibos.
Believe this one deserves a position on the “can’t ruin it, good no matter how you steep it” list. Hardcore Assam/PG Tips lovers may argue it isn’t stout enough for breakfast (the golden monkey adds a little gentleness), but if you’ve got one eye open already, or aren’t in a tearing hurry, it’s a nice morning tea.
I broke into the Mango tin this evening. Not being a mango connoisseur (if you can spell that correctly without Googling, I salute you!) I can’t tell you how accurate the flavor is. I’ve always thought mangoes tasted like darker, overripe peaches. But for a little tin of bagged gift tea with a green tea base of unknown and inexpensive origin, it’s not bad! Wasn’t bitter, didn’t taste artificial; might be tasty iced. If spring ever gets here some decade.
Funny story goes with this one: I think I told you we’ve been adopted by a cat? Turns out he was the semi-pet of a lady down the street who feeds any feline that shows up in her yard; when I apologized profusely and professed that I wasn’t a cat burglar, she laughed and said she wasn’t surprised; “Jellybean” wasn’t getting along with his kitty comrades.
I told her that “Tazo” was good therapy … so yesterday evening she showed up at my door with a grin, a bag of Meow Mix, and this box of tea. Guess it’s official.
This isn’t a bad herbal blend; the rose petals give it a sweet and delicate scent. Don’t care for licorice, but it isn’t annoyingly present. Wonder how this would do paired with something fruity and berry.
Ever have one of those weeks where you feel like you’ve been tied with a bungee to the back of an emotional roller coaster car and drug up and down the tracks?
Then you know what a blessing a full, deep night’s sleep can be. So for a change, a full-strength, industrial grade morning cuppa wasn’t necessary. Instead, opted for something with a little “refresh” in its personality. This is; a little astringent (makes me keep licking my lips) and the apple-peel bitterness that makes this tea distinct.
Anybody try this sweetened? I keep forgetting.
This was a thoughtful and welcome treat from a friend. I am neither a huge fan nor a not-a-fan of red velvet; but this didn’t seem to have quite the chocolatey richness of red velvet cake I expected. Maybe next time a double bag and a little sweetening.
(But on the plus side, caffeine free and surely the beets have to be good for something that ails me!)
This was tucked into an adorable little envelope courtesy of Claire.
Looks like popcorn, smells like sesame, leads with a roasty-toasty flavor, even when I didn’t research proper steep time and let this go well past 2 minutes. (The recommended sweet spot, per Den’s, is 30 seconds.) Eagerly anticipating doing it properly next time!