2073 Tasting Notes
I had two or three cups of this last night, as I worked on organizing my books and watched the Great British Bake Off on Netflix. (That show is so wonderful! I want to move right into the tent, and sit around eating cake and drinking tea all day long.)
Its still not very memorable. I think I’m largely done with Rooibos, and am especially done with buying it myself. I shall drink any given to me, but I’ll not be brining it back.
I love weekend breakfasts. Today it is a toasted English Muffin with Lavender Honey, and a pot of Lovely Capri.
This is good on a cold morning, but its good on a summer morning as well. There is something about fig blends that just transends everything for me, so warm and rich and lovely. And the touch of lemon is brilliant, keeping things from getting too heavy!
Sundays are great.
I have had a virtuous morning of working out and running errands. Time for some mindless internet and tea!
So, my lovely new boss is about to get married. He is marrying a woman who runs a local honey farm. This is a bonus for the wonderful job, as he has access to free honey, and has given me jars of lovely, local, beautiful honey for lots of reasons, including he just has some around.
I love honey. I adore honey. Honey is the freaking best. And I thought I would use some of my new honey-loot in my afternoon pot of this gorgeous tea!
Bungalow is a glorious blend no matter what, but its particularly gorgeous with a drop of honey in it.
And thats a wrap!
I wanted a cozy pot this morning, so I brewed up the last of this.
I will probably pick some more up in the future- this was a fun tea, and it certainly was perfect for days when I wanted something sweet and warm. It fit a certain mood perfectly.
However I am in sipdown fever, so I’m not planning to bring any more in for a while, as I work on drinking and appreciating teas I’ve got in my cupboard now.
This morning I woke up 45 minutes before my alarm was set to go off, and then couldn’t really sleep after that. Bleh!
So its gonna be another sleepy day, and, whats worse, a busy day. This calls for tea.
Boy I love this blend. Its perfectly autumnal, and as its now nearly spring time I figured I should get on the ol drinking of it, before my internal seasonality meter goes nuts.
But its just so beautiful, with the almond and cranberry wrapping around each other, making everything taste grand.
A perfect start to Friday.
I didn’t sleep well last night. I had strange and intense dreams, not upsetting enough to be nightmares, but not calm enough to let me rest fully. Plus there was a loud noise in my house in the middle of the night, and I then had to lay awake wondering if I was about to be murdered. (Spoiler alert, I was not murdered).
So that means I needed a proper cuppa this morning, and I turned to this.
Boy do I like this Earl. Its a wonderfully balanced thing, just a kiss of bergamot, and a beautiful tea base to it all. It is, quite possibly, my favorite Earl I’ve ever encountered. I will certainly bring more of it in when I’ve finished this pouch. And when I’ve finished other teas as well. The ol cupboard needs pruning.