39 Tasting Notes
At Chicago’s Drake Hotel … I expected a high-dollar hotel like this to wow me. This was fine. Nothing to make a scene about. Lovely sunny lobby, though, and a nice break in the work day.
A homemade blend with north India black tea and chunks of spices. Evenly mixed and nicely balanced — a real chai! Winning with milk on an autumnal evening.
English Breakfast with an English breakfast with American friends. This must be loaded with Keemun. I could taste the tell-tale smoke and spice. Not bad for a bag.
Autumn, possibly winter, has blown in today. Lake Michigan looks like Galway Bay today. A golden cup of Barry’s is reliable and comforting. On this side of the window, anyway.
the day will be long
pick me up, can of oolong!
(haiku shouldn’t rhyme)
A long day covering the Oprah mass on Chicago’s Michigan Ave. (http://www.suntimes.com/entertainment/television/1759379,oprah-michigan-avenue-090809.article) Must … unwind … late at night. Yummy floral chamomile. Thank you, Mother Nature. Or is that Oprah?
Got a sample of this last time I was in TG. Not bad: It’s chiefly lemon myrtle and lemongrass, but there’s a hint of vanilla behind it. Better after dinner than I expected, especially late.
Rich and dark, maltier than expected — a nice cup with the savories and sweets during afternoon tea at the Four Seasons. Happy birthday to me.
Rainy August morning. Cuppa green tea. Riding in the hobo corner, staring out the back window of the L train. Prefab Sprout’s “Steve McQueen” album. Perfect.
Four of us for afternoon tea at the pub, two big pots of this classic Irish tea. It ain’t fancy, which may be why I liked it. Surprisingly awesome with the smoked salmon.