The first time I ever had this tea, on the fourth (or so) steeping I said “It tastes like a campfire!” and David added “Yes, but one with silken pillows to sit on, and an elaborate cloth-of-gold pavilion in the background.” (paraphrased, of course) And since then, I’ve used “posh campfire” to describe this.

Don’t get the wrong idea: this is no Lapsang. Its campfire notes come from a sweet woodiness and a silken roasted flavor, not an overpoweringly thick smoke. (Can you hear my biases? Sorry.) The first steeping or two are relatively light but hit at the back of the throat; the flavor begins to settle and softly wrap your tongue after several steepings. By the fifth steeping the liquor is stunning, rich mahogany, and the flavor is in a comparable “full swing”. It gets drier, nuttier, and mustier as it goes, like embers burning down to cakes of sweet ash.

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22-year-old tea enthusiast (of course), attemping to try new things and expand my horizons. I use lots of slightly unusual, sometimes synesthetic words to describe tea, and normally it involves hand motions…online I will have to make do with scare quotes and odd punctuation. I am actually literate, I promise.

A note on my reviews: I try to be as descriptive as possible in the word portion of the reviews. I don’t think it counts as being entirely objective, but I try. The numbers, however, are a little more subjective. There are perfectly good teas that I may rate low in number because compared to what I normally like, it’s not deserving of a higher score. So perhaps more weight should be given to my words than my numbers.

“Teaism is a cult founded on the adoration of the beautiful among the sordid facts of everyday existence. [It] is more than an idealization of the form of drinking; it is a religion of the art of life.”
-Okakura Kakuzo, ‘The Book of Tea’


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