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I am not sure if I should thank Ashmanra for sending me a sample of this. It is fabulous but now I am an addict to a $200 a pound tea. This tea is worth though, it is that amazing. Just to look at it you think much of this little tea. It is nonuniform, some big chunks some tiny leaves, a nice shade of green but nothing special. The smell of the wet leaves was like toasted pine nuts or maybe sunflower seeds to me. The truly amazing thing is the transformative taste of this tea. It first hits your tongue as a mineral, nutty roundness and the as you swallow becomes some and citrusy and lingers on the back of your palate. As you inahle after you still have those lingering notes. It is so amazing that you simply want to meditate on this tea and the sensory experience that you have just had. I am quite simply hooked.

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200 °F / 93 °C 3 min, 0 sec
ashmanra

I enjoyed our virtual tea tasting from NZ to US! I will be buying more of this, and will send you some!

Sandy

Oh thank you, thank you. my addiction needs to be feed. :)

ashmanra

How were the resteeps?

Sandy

They were very good. I have 1 left for this evening. Still as nice as the first steep

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ashmanra

I enjoyed our virtual tea tasting from NZ to US! I will be buying more of this, and will send you some!

Sandy

Oh thank you, thank you. my addiction needs to be feed. :)

ashmanra

How were the resteeps?

Sandy

They were very good. I have 1 left for this evening. Still as nice as the first steep

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Grew up in Texas, lived and worked in Australia and New Zealand for a year. Now I am back stateside and living in Oregon. I drink most any kind of tea but blacks are my favorites.

“Tea is the taste of my land: it is bitter and warm, strong, and sharp with memory. It tastes of longing. It tastes of the distance between where you are and where you come from. Also it vanishes—the taste of it vanishes from your tongue while your lips are still hot from the cup. It disappears, like plantations stretching up into the mist.” Little Bee (Chris Cleave)

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