Whoa Tiger, was this tea GREAT today!
I wanted to use my pale blue pottery mug yesterday morning, which holds 12oz instead of 8oz, and I wanted more tea. I used 1.5 tsp of tea and steeped for 15 seconds longer, not wanting my tea to be weak. It was strongly Yunnan, crisply tannic, and finished smoky sweet.
As I was composing my tealog in my head while I drank (don’t laugh! I KNOW I’m not the only one on here who does that. In fact, I bet there are more than a few.), I used a complimentary word to describe how great the Tiger ending up being yesterday. And now I can’t remember the word and it’s bugging me. It was highly complimentary, more than something that would mean really good, and not a word I’d give lightly to a tea. Something around the level of stunning. It began with a D, possibly a DE, and for some reason I’m thinking reminded me of something British. It was not delicious, delightful, or divine. Argh! And my writing of the tealog got interrupted twice, by the husband and the phone respectively. Argh!