That phenomena wherein a tea you were “meh” about from the start begins to become absolutely delicious when you’re running very low on it.
And then there’s the added threat that the company I got it from has since closed down, and I don’t know their sources.
Very classic Ceylon smell, taste is clean, slightly astringent, woodsy—oaky, yes. Dry. You’d think by now I would have gotten a little better at describing tea. Bah.
The very last cup of this… I’m very sad to see it go.
I might consider putting in an order online, since the shop’s converted to a Digital Storefront only, but one of my favourite things was walking there myself, going in, and discussing tea.
This is the last of my Tealicious teas. Tealicious closed down while I was Up North, and I finished off the Vanilla Black I got from them while I was up there. So I’m savouring this. It always satisfies whenever I’m in the mood of a Ceylon. Oaky.
