The last of only three chinese from NBT. I do wish they would have a larger chinese selection! Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to get rid of some of the ten million different indians that frankly all taste the same. But that’s probably just me.
Anyway, I’m on holiday! Finally! Three glorious weeks ahead of me, ten days of which to be spent with low-level panic and underlying homesickness. Yes. But at least we’ll be cleared up on the ‘What if his parents don’t like me?’ question, which in spite of many many assurances, it’s impossible to shake.
So we’re celebrating today by remembering that I had a sample still from NBT and this one for their lapsang souchong, renamed Smoky Caravan. Don’t know why. If it’s just lapsang souchong, why not just call it… lapsang souchong? Renaming it makes me think it’s blended with something else. But again, that’s just me.
Oh the smoky sweetness. Especially that sweetness, actually. The aroma is all thick with it, like smoked honey. I think we’ve got another hit here.
It feels fairly thick to drink too, as if it had milk in it. It coats the tongue and the mouth, sort of guarding me against the smokyness. Sort of. Not that I need guarding, but it gives a positive addition to the impression of flavour. Not that it really needs any more positiveness.
This is rather more smoky than I had initially expected when taking the first sip, so I had a bit of an O.o moment there until I got the flavour sorted out in my mouth. The smoke is strong, but it doesn’t seem to be lasting very long. It does build up an aftertaste, but it’s build up gradually. I prefer a little more power in that department. Something that is also there on the first sip.
The sweetness is also a little funny. It’s there and it’s strong most of the times, but then on the odd sip it seems to be sort of missing. How odd! It’s like getting half a flavour.
This is a very good lapsang, yes. But I think the A. C. Perch’s lapsang souchong is better and I’m sticking with that one.