248 Tasting Notes
If there’s one really, really important thing to remember about this tea that cannot be over-emphasised, it’s this:
PLEASE RINSE THIS TEA. THEY’RE NOT KIDDING.
Pre-rinse, it’s just really hardcore and not very pleasant, but post-rinse? Yum. Initial bright lemony goodness sparkles, with undercurrents of blueberry moving into that wonderful farm-fresh deep pu erh flavour. Yes, GOOD.
Also, at long last and after struggling for gazillions of years, I think I got a job! I mean, they offered and I said yes and it starts in September. And it sounds right up my alley too. Plus, I won a giveaway from Bluebird yesterday (gorgeous free tea coming my way? Yippee!) and my holiday starts at about 4 tomorrow afternoon for a week in north Wales with the in-laws! AND I’ve got some sweet illustration commissions to get done today. I think this might be enough to make up for the fact that I’m on a 5:2 fast day and I’m not wholly convinced that this diet is doing anything because I CANNOT LOSE ANY WEIGHT BECAUSE I BARELY ATE ANY FOOD IN THE FIRST PLACE AND STILL GAINED LIKE 2 STONE. :(
But this is a good tea.
You might think that making a big thing of Toasty Warm in order to take it to work chilled the next day is a horrific lapse in judgment, but actually, I might almost like it better cold than hot? SAY WHAT
It’s really nice cold, though – the almond nougat is really forward, with a silky sweet, creamy honey texture. It’s a nice break from my usual fruity/minty cold teas. Win.
I’m actually drinking a green tea called blue butterfly, but it’s not getting its own entry yet because I’m not sure if it just tastes like a combination of gentle fruits with bubblegum and dish soap, or if my bottle absorbed some of the flavour of the Fairy Liquid when I gave it a really thorough soak last night. UGH. :(
Note to self: maybe I was just destined to gain 2 stone in the last year and I’m just going to have to scrape together the money to replace my badass wardrobe, because I’m on the first of my 2 fast days this week and just, ugh. I’m not even normally hungry in the mornings, and today I woke up bloody famished. This is mean.
Drinking a nice chilled bottle of this is some little solace. It’s refreshing and has enough of a natural sweetness I don’t mind not being able to add anything to it (because I can’t spare the calories and SWEETENER IS THE GROSSEST THING EVER) so yeah, this is just right and good and kind of making me have less of a headache, so that’s nice.
This had better be worth it. stares pointedly downward at wobbly tub of guts
I really wish I could give a comprehensive review of this, but I hoovered it too quickly to take proper note of all the nuances and tasting notes. Because it is VERY, VERY GOOD. I will be sad when it is gone. cling
I’m also considerably less employed again as of this past week, so I expect that I’ll have more time to remember to note my tea tastings.
MAN, I need to get back into writing notes for all the teas I drink. Though I expect I’ll have a little more free time soon… just finishing up a fixed-term work contract where my post is being restructured and downgraded, so back into the temp pool I go. When did I go from “just getting a day job in the meantime while I look for ways to do what I’d rather be doing” to “being forced to spend so much time looking for a day job that there’s no time left to look for ways to do what I’d rather be doing anyway because it turns out finding a day job is just as hard as becoming showrunner of Doctor Who”?
As for the tea, YES. I bought it while visiting family back in Canada because it was hot as balls out there, and I needed something I could cold-brew that my husband would like as much as me. And we love rhubarb more than sense. Good Gosh, rhubarb is good. So is this. Needs a touch of sweetening to bring out the flavours properly when it’s cold, but it’s making me a little sad that David’s TEA don’t ship to the UK because this is fit. Guess I’ll either have to see if T2 or somebody stock anything similar, or see if I can convince my brother to ship me tea in exchange for things they can’t get in Canada…
And I’ve missed you guys! How are you?
OH MAN, WHAT A DOOF I AM.
It’s been way too long since I actually wrote a thing about a tea I’ve been drinking. I have been remiss, and I am sorry.
I remember being underwhelmed by this the first time I tried it, but maybe it just wasn’t under the right circumstances, because a 5 minute steep with milk and sugar was GLORIOUS. Like, this is hitting the spot quite perfectly in terms of exactly what it turns out I needed in this exact moment. It’s got a heady sweetness, but not in a gross, artificially oversweet way. The caramel and berry and vanilla give it a good balance of brightness and depth. It’s just delightful.
Ooh, I’d totally forgotten I owned this one!
A nice wind-down for the end of a lovely weekend that, annoyingly, has left me as fatigued as I was at the end of work on Friday. No fair.
But at least this tea is as nice as I’ve come to know Dammann fruity things are – the base is strong and tasty, and I’m getting plenty of peachy cherries. That’s nice. This is a good ‘un. I’m glad I remembered it!
I’d forgotten how sweet this one was, as it’s been a good month or two since I last made it. Such buttery, lemony biscuits!
Absolutely, buttery, lemony biscuits. I don’t get poppy as a thing in this, or almond per se. But definitely buttery, lemony biscuits. How many times can I say buttery, lemony biscuits in a review?
In other news, slightly despairing that my hands are itching to get stuck into new knitting projects and I have ABSOLUTELY NO MORE SPACE FOR KNITTING. Seriously. I may have to investigate viable alternatives to etsy to, like, make space for new knitted things. SO MUCH KNITTING. Also, had photos taken for my new married-people visa yesterday evening and ugh. Why do I look so bad in these photos? I’m just trying to make a neutral not-smiling face and I look like somebody’s just murdered my cat and my eyes are oddly lopsided and my forehead is all wrong and I just… UGH. It’s hard to feel self-confident in the wake of a face like that.
My spouse, on the other hand, looks like a radiantly beautiful majestic bear. It’s not fair.
So, who’s heard the UK’s Eurovision entry? It’s been pointed out to me that it’s basically this classic advert for Birdseye Potato Waffles:
… which at least has waffley versatility in its defence. The song is just… dismal. And I say this as someone who generally loves cutesy fusions of vintage things. They’ve just conceded they won’t win so put forward something deliberately cringeworthy, didn’t they?
At least this tea is something of a comfort in these dark times. In the interest of not wanting too much sweetness and a bit of a backbone to actually get me out of the house before lunchtime, I cut it with half of a pu erh which in itself is unremarkable, but is good for adding a little farm-flavour behind other stuff that’s too sweet on its own. Now that’s nice.