My first second-steep! (If that makes any sense). Woke up late. Eyed the sodden leaf still clinging to the teapot from last night’s kai hua escapade. Didn’t really want to wash the pot out or rummage to find a new leaf. Decided I could live with being a little disappointed in myself by steeping the soggy mess a second time, 10 or so hours later. It would be it’s own tiny adventure. My first second-steep. I held my head high as I poured my tea into a tumbler.
No I didn’t. It’s a Monday for ****sakes. But it was still buttery and green and hinting of sweet, if not a little subdued all around. I don’t blame the tea though, it is Monday afterall.
Edit: Sipping this cold now. Ack. A little bitter. A little more grassy. Might pour this over ice and see if I can find a dab of honey…
