I wonder if this kind of tea will always let me down. Every time I open a bag of fruit tea, I’m overwhelmed by the scent. Berry Blues is no exception — I can smell fresh blueberries, maybe a slight twang of apple. It’s mouthwatering. Put it near water, though, and it all disappears.
It’s not that this tea is bad. It’s naturally sweet, and has a wonderful tartness that’s not too OTT. It just doesn’t taste of Blueberries in the way I was expecting it to. I’m tempted to blame the hibiscus for overpowering the blueberries, but it might just be that I’m expecting too much. Perhaps no blueberry tea is ever going to taste as divine as it smells. I think I might try brewing this with cooler water and a little honey next time, and see what that does for the flavour.
In the cup, this tea takes on a deep berry red/pink colour, and smells generically fruity. The chunks of fruit are generously sized and easily identifiable. It’s pleasant enough to drink, but the scent had built me up to expect something I wasn’t going to get. Blueberries. Badly.