Oh, for a black unflavored decaf that doesn’t taste like dishwater and has the flavor punch of a judo master. (Does judo involve punching? Pardon my combat illiteracy.)
Well, Twinings decaf offering doesn’t punch; it noodged a little when I left the bag in. In plain English, the tea flavor was strong enough to detect after a good 20 minutes in the cup. Camouflaged with milk, it might be a plausible work afternooner.