Sis brought this back from London. She has it set in her head that my favourite thing in the world is green tea. It’s not, but I like to keep some around for a full moon when I turn into a veggie craving monstrosity. Sometimes green is good. Like when I’m sick and reaping the consequences of my procrastination.
It’s so typical of me to get cold-like symptoms at this time of the year. Bleh! I need something to help me keep calm and focus right now, and green tea is one of the few things that works.
For whatever reason, I find tea steeped in teapots, particularly green tea, tastes better in little cups. It doesn’t fly so well in this huge mug however, although it’s passable.
This is vegetal, smoky, and somewhat buttery. The slight astringency tells me I need to steep for a shorter amount of time. and steal a variable temperature kettle.