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First let me explain a little something. This tea is going to be far stronger than I normally drink it due to my issues with sample sizes. You see, I use a perfect teaspoon (trademark thing here), which I’ve been told is actually closer to 1.5 tsp. Given that I use a (roughly) 16 oz mug, I generally fix whatever tea I’m making with two PT spoonfuls. Now the Tea Table sample sizes are probably made for someone who actually uses self control and reasoning, as they contain enough for roughly 2 1\2 – 2 2/3 PT spoonfuls (not heaping, but not level). Me, being the devil may care (read: lazy) man that I am, I just dump the package in. Now previously I’ve handled this by making a full 16 oz cup and about half of a 12 oz cup. The full cup I’ve been adding milk and sugar too, and the smaller cup I’ve been taking straight. This time around I forgot about the fact that I had developed that method, and added my normal amount of water.

I’m digging the result. It’s a bit of a punch in the face, but in the best possible way. You know, like if Natalie Portman punched me in the face because we were in a singles fight club. I took a couple sips of this before I doctored it up, and there was a solid bit of astringency there that follows on the heels of a nice full mouth feel. I did add a drop of milk and sugar, as that’s pretty much how I always drink my breakfast teas, and it’s a bit like putting a saddle on a bronco. It’s still an exciting ride, but it’s just a bit more comfortable.

A nice maltiness, a bit of astringency, full body, and a slight sweetness I picked up on even before I added the milk and sugar. This is a nice rich Scottish Breakfast.

EDIT: I forgot to mention, this tea makes me want to eat provolone.

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Dylan Oxford

Nice review. Though I feel we may need to have a face-assault intervention. First you want to punch Vanilla’s face, then you get slapped by Lapsang Souchong, now Natalie Portman? Tsk, tsk!

Blake

Vanilla has it coming. Vanilla knows what it did. It’s not Lapsang’s fault that it’s a bit awkward when it comes to greeting people. I feel like it probably just wanted to gently rub my cheek as a sign of budding trust and friendship, but didn’t understand it’s own strength. As far as Natalie Portman goes…she could slowly force a butchers knife into my shoulder, and as it was happening I’d do nothing but explain how wonderful it was to get to meet her. A punch in the face is the most awakening feeling I can think of, and it coming from Natalie Portman (not of anger, hence the singles fight club) is the most enjoyable way I could think for it to be delivered. It all seems perfectly logical in my mind.

If I were the type to stop and examine things, that would probably explain a lot. As it stands, I’m more the type that I think I heard something outside, better see what it is!

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Dylan Oxford

Nice review. Though I feel we may need to have a face-assault intervention. First you want to punch Vanilla’s face, then you get slapped by Lapsang Souchong, now Natalie Portman? Tsk, tsk!

Blake

Vanilla has it coming. Vanilla knows what it did. It’s not Lapsang’s fault that it’s a bit awkward when it comes to greeting people. I feel like it probably just wanted to gently rub my cheek as a sign of budding trust and friendship, but didn’t understand it’s own strength. As far as Natalie Portman goes…she could slowly force a butchers knife into my shoulder, and as it was happening I’d do nothing but explain how wonderful it was to get to meet her. A punch in the face is the most awakening feeling I can think of, and it coming from Natalie Portman (not of anger, hence the singles fight club) is the most enjoyable way I could think for it to be delivered. It all seems perfectly logical in my mind.

If I were the type to stop and examine things, that would probably explain a lot. As it stands, I’m more the type that I think I heard something outside, better see what it is!

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