1942 Tasting Notes
The search for a superlative decaffeinated black tea continues. This is fair-to-middlin’, but I’m beginning to think that middlin’ is as good as it’s going to get. This one gains a little strength as it cools and is a little astringent. I guess decaffeinating just sucks out flavor, no matter how conscientiously it’s done.
I’ve always had trouble with the honey flavor in this one (not unpleasant, just stronger than I prefer) and so the tin is getting old. But you know what a cheapster I am…would rather saw off a leg than throw out tea! Halved it with some plain generic Ceylon. That did the trick. Quite suitable now for a morning when I’m not being choosy and just need to get out the door.
Tazo and I are curled up watching Shogun. (Forget Richard Chamberlain, I’ve got a crush on the young John Rhys-Davies!) Therefore, green tea seemed appropriate.
It is 35 degrees with a stiff gusty wind that is drives the rain into you like nails. (4+ inches in 24 hours; lots of ugly flooding) Therefore, something indulgent seemed appropriate.
This light, sweet confection from Savoy is the best of both. Green tea with nuts and maple sugar. Just what we needed. Tazo warmed his nose and chin on the steaming cup while I warmed my hands. Purrrrrrrrrr.
After a mild, lovely, and bountiful Christmas Day, the weather has turned sodden and sulky. To keep from feeling as deflated as the soggy inflatable snowmen in the neighbors’ yard, I am wearing an obnoxiously tie-died shirt, orange and aqua polka dotted socks, and treating myself to a cheer-up cup of this sweet pastry goodness. Reminds me more of blueberry muffins than blueberry scones, the caramel and vanilla just puts it over the top.
I was certain that a little dairy would make this even more dessert-y, but in truth, it doesn’t affect the taste much. (Mrs. Patmore does not permit amateurs to fiddle around in her kitchen. Sorry, mum! I’ll shimmy back to the scullery and see to those dirty dishes.)
However, this is still a creamy, fruity, after-dinner treat. And a warm cup in my cramping hand is welcome. I have discovered grown-up coloring books. Just what I need. Another way to fritter away an afternoon :)
K S shared a little envelope of the dragonwell from this Teabook installment. Having learned my lesson (premeasured packets), I didn’t overdo on the cup size this time. The dry leaf is really powdery. Left a nice little green Christmas wreath at the bottom of my cup. A little leaf doesn’t bother me, but if you don’t like that, be forewarned.
Aesthetics aside, the tea itself is very, very good. Green tea doesn’t get a lot of attention at my house, but dragonwell is my favorite, and this is a tasty representation of that variety—summer hay and lip-lickingly sweet. This is one to save until the absolute dead of winter when you need a small cup of spring.
This was a tasty departure from my usual kick-your-fanny-out-the-door black tea rut. Somewhat lighter than a builders’ tea—had a nice toasty, bready feel to it. My sample from K S came in a little pre-measured packet, probably measured for a slightly smaller mug than I used today; a little extra strength/less water would have made it even more pleasant.