This rating has double digits, simply for the fact that we may have nuked this tea in a terrible, disgraceful manner, and under duress it changed its flavor in a way to punish us with horrors that our tastebuds have never previously imagined.
Or, it could just be really, really bad. This cup is at least really, really bad.
Missy brewed this for herself, and came upstairs with the weirdest little tone in her voice when she asked me to try it. I almost couldn’t swallow it, except not doing so just meant I’d have to taste it longer.
Then, being the horrible, horrible parents that we are… we asked our daughter to try it. She bolted to the bathroom sink to spit it out. I haven’t seen her move that fast in weeks. That might make this a sports drink.