After two debacles so close in a row (see my comments on CS’ Gingerbread Spice and Bigelow’s Constant Comment decaf), and my patience frayed, I brewed up a cup of this for my tea of the afternoon. And you know what? It tastes normal. Average. And that’s a blessing right now. I wanted to kiss this cup for its averageness instead of its awfulness. The tea doesn’t have a particularly distinct flavor. I might steep this a bit longer next time to draw out more flavor.
This tea is like one of your acquaintances that has a generic face. That person that always gets, “Hey, do I know you from somewhere?” I don’t think I’d be able to pick this tea out from the sea of mediocre teas, but right now, that’s fine.
