It’s lovely to start feeling better enough to drink this. I still can’t hack it without milk, but man, once that’s added it’s absolutely perfect. My lovely Frissy.
When I drink it I love imagining where it came from – I do this more than with any other tea I’ve tried. I know I’m romanticizing it but it makes me think of winter by the sea – gray clouds, wind and salted driftwood. It’s probably nostalgia more than anything else since I lived by the beach growing up. Still, something in the flavor is caramel and wood/earth. And shelter from the storm -cozy and comforting no matter what.
It makes the idea of winter almost tolerable.