The second half of the giant blooming tea tin that my Mum brought back from the US is filled with this peach-scented white.
See my note on Teavana’s Strawberry Misaki for my feelings about blooming teas in general.
The dry tea smells like peach candy, but not in an offensive way. It’s more delicate than some other fruity scents.
The ball bloomed fully in 4 mins. It was pretty spectacular – I like the ones with long finger-y extensions. Reminds me of an alien. In a pretty way.
The infusion is pale yellow and still has a nice peach aroma.
My first sip… I burned my tongue. Badly. Now, I’m not gonna blame the tea itself for that, but the experience overall has been somewhat tainted now. ;-)
After letting it cool down a bit, like a sensible girl, the tea is pretty weak. Like drinking peach-scented water, because I’m fairy certain that most of what I’m tasting is actually the scent. If I were to plug my nose, it would probably be pretty close to plain old hot water.
Maybe I would let this one steep a while longer the next time to see if I could draw more flavour out of it. I doubt if a second steep would yield anything worth drinking. At the price these little guys go for, I would be pretty disappointed with these results – if I had paid for them myself, that is. As it is, with these being gifts, it’s is a fine experience, but not remarkable.
I probably won’t be looking to re-stock this one when I’ve gotten to the bottom of my tin, but may entertain some folks with a pretty display until then.