When this tea is good, it’s fabulous, tasting just like it smells: chocolatey, coconutty, buttery yumminess. There’s a surprising richness to the cup, not in an oily, heavy sense, but in a really satisfying, you-just-took-a-big-chomp-on-a-palm-sized-macaroon kind of way. But when this tea is moody, it’s thin, bland, and weak, with a slightly off-putting smell (perhaps the scoop ended up with too much coconut and rock sugar, and not enough tea).
The fussiness has kept me from permanently stocking this in large amounts, but sometimes I grab 25g of it and shock myself with how much I love it. Like today, for instance. This cup is delicious, and is a perfect way to round out my morning.