1720 Tasting Notes
In this case, cola tea (cola/rooibos) of indeterminate age and origin, sun tea’d in a Mason jar and thrown into the fridge. Leans more toward Dr. Pepper or RC than Coke, but won’t turn chicken bones into rubber :)
Perfect apres-mow beverage while I nurse my shoulder—first workout since a cortisone shot probably shouldn’t have been mowing the ditch with weeds the texture of wet rope.
Don’t you love surprise tea boxes waiting for you at the end of a rough, rough, rough workday? (Kinks in neck, permanent crease in forehead, blood pressure at low boil?)
In this case, it was a selection of matcha samples for taste testing from Red Leaf Tea. Matcha and I haven’t spent much time together and much of it has been comedies of error, so this will be a wonderful educational opportunity. I carefully followed Red Leaf’s general preparation instructions, minus a proper bowl and whisk, and am now curiously peering into a cup of what looks like squished frog and creek water, but tastes rich and mild and a little grassy.
Experts, does a little matcha still settle to the bottom of your cup if you’ve properly whisked it, or is it because I made do with a fork?
Score another modest win for this Cheapster Steepster…a good long steep in a cup with two plentifully leafy sprigs from the chocolate mint plant. It was rich and tasty—not York Peppermint Patties, mind you, but you didn’t have to think to hard to get the chocolate. The Red Rose made a good, unassertive base. I’m going to be a rebel and press the “Yes, I would recommend” button.
I cheffed! I cheffed! Not cooked…cheffed ! Dredged and orange zested and hubby tried roasting garlic and we put it all together to make a variation of Chicken Balsamico with a little orange juice thrown into the liquid (http://carinosathome.blogspot.com/2012/07/chicken-balsamico.html). And we didn’t ruin it! (Again, this is one of those statements that will make some of you laugh heartily at my expense.)
Anyway, with some orange zest left, it seemed sensible to toss it into a tea strainer with some dried lemon verbena. Smells citrusy-sensuous, tastes pleasantly orange zesty, and is a perfect aperitif after one more helping of pasta than I really needed…
Was saving this little treat from TeaBrat for an afternoon I could really enjoy it. This is one—feet up after a day’s worth of “get-to” puttering around the house (as opposed to “got-to” trudging through chores in the evening when I’m exhausted to start with).
My favorite lemon teas are those that have a lemon tart (pastry) personality instead of a tart lemon (painful) personality. This bagged tea fits Category A quite nicely; very light, very fresh, makes me crave lemon pie.
Junkyard Tea in a Mason jar after a long, humid day opening up a stuffy, stinky farmhouse to welcome 84-year-old dad home after a long absence. Still continuing to discover all kinds of unexpected treasures Mom had stashed away in the oddest places. Today, lodged between two afghans in the cedar chest, a handmade, never-worn vintage 50’s era shirtdress made of funky, swirly cotton fabric—and it just might fit. My sister thinks it was intended for my grandma, who was born in 1892.
Scribbles shared a China black from Tao Tea Leaf that was so deep and rich I fell in love with it…was hoping that locally, I could at least make acquaintance with its peasant cousin.
So I picked this up last run to Fox Farm. It has hints of the toasty cocoa richness of the Tao gold standard, but just hints. All the same, an inexpensive (just over a buck an ounce) lightweight breakfast tea for the summer months.
The novelty of “Hey! Look what’s growing on my back porch!” will wear off, but if you can’t tell, we’re having a blast with mint alchemy. Combined my favorite-ever cheapie summer morning strawberry tea with an orange mint stem—-oh, so nice! I sense a big jug of it coming, iced, this weekend.