Well I regret to say that I was a bit scared to try this tea. Aged… Mold… next I’ll be licking my shower curtain!
But I did it, finally, and if the tea could rate me I would get half a star for trying it cold. I was on the phone with my mother and that’s my excuse.
What did I think of it? It’s dark… like WOW dark and the taste was hard to place. Is that malty? I hear malt and think beer or Whoppers candy. This was that taste you find at the end of a bowl of cereal, sort of. While its appearance was on the verge of midnight the taste was pleasing, smooth, and the perfect metaphorical almond.
It took me a while to place it, what it was that it reminded me of but it was every memory of an almond. (Growing up my family used to knock, de-husk and hull almonds. Sometimes I even miss the fuzz and pain of prising the little buggers from their homes.) The smooth texture of the drink was akin to the soft white flesh of an almond and as dark as the drink was all I could picture was perfect creamy white. The scent while hinting at its autumn leaves past was actually closer in memory composition to the smell of the blanched skins of almonds still warm and wet but lacking any form of bitterness that can sometimes be found there.
And yes, probably just like you, I am at a loss as to how one tea could return so many memories of an almond and have little to nothing to do with it than say a scented/flavored almond tea would. The memory… go figure?