2068 Tasting Notes
The weather has dropped a few degrees, so of course the natural and correct thing to do is to pull out the autumn flavored teas, yes?
I was expecting good things from this tea, as all the pumpkin teas I’ve tried from Butiki before have been good.
I’m pleased to say that this is good as well, though I’m not sure I’d call it Pumpkin Cider. It seems a touch too creamy for that. In fact, it reminds me strongly of the beloved and missed Pumpkin Crème Brulee, just without the crispy sugar top note.
There isn’t any of the sparkle that I would associate with tea, but do love this blend. The pumpkin is delicious and present (a problem with many pumpkin teas- sometimes they are just pumpkin pie spice, with none of the actual pumpkin….), the flavors sophisticated and delicious.
I’ve got a little bit left, after this pot. I’m torn between greedily hording it, and greedily drinking it right down.
Flavors: Creamy, Pumpkin
Alright! I’m always nervous when I’m the first one to review a tea, and even more so when I appear to be the only person in the world with it. I mean, did I imagine this tea? How have I got a mystical, invisible tea?
Well, I like a citrusy black tea for the summertime, and this one is pretty nice. Its quite reminiscent of an Earl Grey, but with…. lemon? instead of bergamot.
More thoughtful reviews of this will follow!
Ugh. Its happened. We’ve had the first 100 degree day of the year. Ick. Icky ick ick. I hate this weather. I as born in a warm climate, so you’d think I’d be used to it, but noooo. Its all bad!
So, though I love Capri, it was still a mournful cup I drank this morning. If its not even 7:30 in the morning, and its already 70 degrees, its going to be a miserable day.
This was not what I was expecting.
I thought that Fantasy Island would be a tropical tea, more in the mode of Lupicia’s Happiness (though this is black , not green), or one of the Harney tropical flavors.
This was not what I was expecting at all.
This tea is much warmer and roast-yer than I would have expected. The coconut makes it feels toasty, and I’m not getting any of the raspberry that is promised in the flavor profile.
Still, to my own surprise, I’ve really enjoyed this sample! Why did I delay drinking it so long? Many thanks to Ost, because I surely was not going to buy this tea on my own, but its been a pleasant visitor in the cupboard.
Roasty Toasty goodness!
I have no idea why I get nervous around Genmaichas. They seem so fancy! But they’ve been nothing but kind to me, with their warmth and beautiful flavors. They are rich and earthy and savory, with a delightful air of being popcorn teas.
This has got some really neat flavors, which have are both rich and light.
Many, many thanks t Ost who is a great tea-friend, for introducing me to these toasty teas!
Its a week to fiddle with teas that I have not yet made up my mind about, it seems.
This is growing on me. In this steep I’m finding a hint of citrus. Lemon, I think, not bergamot, though I could be wrong.
The rose is only a suggestion, not a full on floral, and the chamomile adds…. well, this I’m not sure on. Its certainly a rounded tea, so manybe the chamomile is what takes the edge off the astringent black base. Hmm.
Overall, my impressions are improving.
This was the earliest tea of the morning. I need a bagged tea first thing on a Thursday morning, as I wake up so early and have to move so quickly that I don’t bother with brewing a small pot.
I’ve got to say, this is interesting. The pine in it makes it very wintery, as well as the ghost of mint, which floats through the cup.
This is a nice strong black as well, perfect for a pick me up, but its not a favorite.
Backlogged from last night.
I sometimes have mixed feelings about limited edition teas. Usually I’m pro. I love seasonality, and a new and exciting variety in flavors, and so on and so forth.
And then I run out of a beloved seasonal tea, and I rethink my entire philosophy.
Oh Silent Night, you cunning mint tea. Shall we be parted? Alas! We shall, until the winter rolls around again. I shall be watching like a hawk, come December, for your triumphant return!
Sad, sad sipdown.