1705 Tasting Notes


I haven’t sampled that many, but so far I haven’t met a Fujian tea I didn’t love (Adagio’s Fujian Baroque is tasty, too). Pleasant fruit and cocoa notes; isn’t picky on the steep time; just plain good no matter how you make it.

Terri HarpLady

How much snow did ya get?


Just skiffs of sleet here and there. Haven’t connected with the outside world yet to find out whether there was anything measurable east of us.

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White cake with key lime frosting only makes this betterer. (Not a typo. It’s worthy of the extra er.) Sweet, authentic-tasting fruit flavor against the green tea. Sooooo good.

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This is one of the prettiest loose black teas I think I’ve ever seen. All the goodies look like confetti. And the scent…mmmmmm!

It steeps into a coppery-colored cup of sweet citrus flavor. Lots and lots of orange; yep, there’s the lemongrass; the eucalyptus in this particular cup is faint, if existent. But I’ll blame that on small-sample ingredient inequity.

Anyway, this is fresh, tasty, citrusy, and a little celebratory, and I’m grateful to Steep City for the taste!

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drank Chance Combinations by Custom
1705 tasting notes

For a lark, threw some black peppercorns in with some aging Belgian Chocolate rooibos (Metropolitan, I think). Couldn’t taste the peppercorns separately, but I think they added a little depth of flavor and warmth, rather than heat, that brought this oldie but goodie back to life.


I find that you don’t get a lot of flavor out of peppercorns in tea unless you lightly crush them first.


Yeah, I should’ve smooshed them.

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Sweet. Gentle. Flavor-accurate. You need to have this. You need to have this with cookies.

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drank Black Manas by Teajo Teas
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Top o’ the mornin’ to you. (yawn) We had hail in the wee hours and it sounded like a million leprechauns were clogging on my roof.

This was the first Assam I could lay my bleary eyes on, and I’m glad I did. Loving its texture—not too heavy, not too thin. Loving its flavor, which is still prompting me to use adjectives like bright and fruity (which I usually associate with Ceylon teas). Looking forward to a second steep this afternoon.


Steep 2 report: holds up nicely! Has a bit of a spicy aftertaste now.


bright and fruity leprechaun dance party! hail is the weirdest.

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Giving this an opportunity to prove its calming and anxiety busting properties. Flavor is growing on me. Sort of like a sharper and sterner version of chamomile.

I am a hairball of anxiety this evening. Cancer found in my mom’s routine x-ray; moving into lungs and liver. Looks like an additional round of bureaucratic warfare is looming to prove that we paid to have our post-tornado ruins privately bulldozed and that we don’t owe the city for (not) doing it. Just when I think we can finally put all that behind us…

My mom (82) is facing the news wonderfully: “I know how it ends,” she says. My God has promised to provide for my needs and I believe that includes whatever it takes to slog through another tornado-related worry. Now if I could just get the Not Knowing Monster to remove his fangs from the back of my neck…

If this is as calm-producing as purported, I may have to buy it and tulsi by the bushel for the months ahead.

(P.S. Speaking of needs provided for in wacky and wonderful ways…a neighborhood stray cat, black with a few streetwise scuff marks, wandered into my yard for a cuddle earlier this week and has extended his hangout. Climbed into my lap and did that paw-paw thing that lowered my blood pressure 10 points. I haven’t broken down and bought a bag of Fancy Feast yet, but a friendship may be developing.)


Blessings to you all.


Wishing the best for you. Kitty cuddles and tea are where it’s at.


I hope things improve.


Thanks, friends. Sometimes just whapping it all out on the keyboard lightens the load a little.

As far as which one de-acidifies the vinegar running through my veins, I think I’m still leaning toward tulsi as the better de-stress potion.


I second the wise words of OMGsrsly. Hope all improves, soon.

Rachel J

Hang in there! Sounds like plenty of reason to feel stressed. I think the kitty is a sign. I hope you invite him/her to be part of your family. :)


Sorry things are so tough. Peace be still.

As for the cat – you don’t own a cat. they own you. If this one decides to move in, its because it knows good people. Take it as a compliment and a gift.

We once had a cat that I got from the pound. One evening he scratched at the back door. When my wife opened it to let him in, she found he had brought home a young kitten. He brought it in and told us in no uncertain terms he was keeping it. We did not have a choice. George and Shadow were close family for a very long time.


Oh, and feel free to pound away at the keyboard as needed.
you are among friends who would help if they could.


“I know how it ends” isn’t morbid, but of great comfort to your mother and a comfort to you. My mom wasn’t afraid and neither am I for the same reason. Your heart though is sad and heavy, and as KS said, we’re here for you. Steepster isn’t just about tea. We’re a community. God be with you and your mother.

Tea Sipper

I’m so sorry to hear about all this. I hope everything goes as well as it possibly can.


I’m so sorry to hear that. Kitty and tulsi will help, and certainly the keyboard venting. We’re here for you xx


You and your mom will be in my prayers… Agree with KS on the kitty situation :-) They do choose you and it is usually for the best! Glad it’s there to bring you a little comfort…

Donna A

I share the sentiments of Bonnie and Tea Sipper.


Warm Tea Wishes. i’m thinking of you.

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drank Paris Morning by Savoy Tea Company
1705 tasting notes

Almost like candy for breakfast. Nothing new to say about it after half a dozen tasting notes; caramelly, lemony. Only for mornings when there’s time to enjoy it. Because of where I buy it, when I drink it, I have strong sensory connections of leisurely days in the days of the Ozarks. I am in deep need of a strong dose of “somewhere else.”


Hang in there g.

I got a brief ‘somewhere else’ moment a little bit ago. A childhood friend posted picks of our trailers on the campgrounds from another lifetime. Such wonderful memories from when life was simple and made sense… and dad took care of everything. All i had to do was ride my bike and have fun.


Pre RV? Pop up tent trailers? My parents hauled one from here to San Francisco and back one summer. And—I can’t believe I’m remembering this—my souvenir from Chinatown was a tiny wooden tea set. I wonder what happened to it…


tents, pop ups, & up to old 24 foot camper. Too bad you don’t still have the tea set. At least you got the cool memory.

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drank Sooth-me Tea by Steep City Teas
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This is definitely an herbal blend for chai lovers—lots of the same ingredients, leading loudly with cardamom. I’m catching the orange and ginger, and the chamomile is visibly present in the dry blend, but it’s overpowered by the spices.

A really creative change of pace from typical nighttime chamomile blends. Thanks, Steep City, for the chance to try it!

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drank Black Manas by Teajo Teas
1705 tasting notes

First, thanks to Teajo Teas. I needed a little cheer-up after this week, and the little padded sample mailer made my day.

First whiff out of the open packet reminded me a little of fruity chewing gum. (Peer pressure, based on other reviews, said it should have smelled like malt and hay.)

Regardless, it steeps up into a red-brown, fruity (yay…somebody else said raisiny; I’m not crazy!) cuppa. A little gentler than my usual boot-yer-backside-out-the-door breakfast preference. And I’m thinking it will be refreshing if the sample holds out long enough for me to try a cup chilled!

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Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.


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