It’s all go this morning with the arrival of an engineer that’s going to fit our new boiler. Involves knocking a hole in the wall to fit an extractor fan, not keen on the idea of the whole but nothing I can do about that.
This tea was from my mum for Christmas, another Polish shop find I believe. Sour cherry sounds nice, I don’t do fruit tea often but I do love cherries.
The raw bags smell like natural cherry with a slight herbalness. Sweet yet sour at the same time. Rather nice actually.
Once steeped it’s dark red and has a herbal scent, stronger than it’s raw form, and the cherry is replaced with a sour flowers.
There is no way to delicately dance about with flavour notes….this tastes like hibiscus, pure hibiscus. The wonderful cherry scent has been completely lost in taste and replaced with a sour, tart and dry hibiscus. Even the husband said “This tea’s not great” and he usually doesn’t mind what he drinks. You could argue that it leaves a light cherry after taste but it’s so dry that it’s too hard to tell for certain.
Such a shame, had high hopes for this considering the raw bag smelled so nice. Oh well.