395 Tasting Notes
Glorious day. Bright but still slightly cool. I started my day with a brisk walk through my local ravine. So nice to have such green spaces in easy access in the core of the city. Followed that up with a brief grocery shop for things to carry me through the next couple of days—but, ouf! groceries have become terribly expensive. On the way home, I stopped in on a gluten free happening in our community market space. Sampled all the things. Wandered home with sore feet and full belly.
This is Anne’s reincarnation of this tea. And it is delicious.
I had a colossal dried cherry in my dry leaf when I made this cup. Despite this, there’s only the slightest whiff of cherry in both scent and flavour. Only the vaguest cherry on every sip, but the suggestion of cherry layered on top of the earthiness of the gunpowder green base is truly inspired. The almond element, for me, is completely missing in action here. That said, the nuttiness—and slight saltiness, or am I imagining this?— of the sunflower seed substitute for the almond complements the grounded flavours already present in the cup.
The flavours claimed on the name of the tea are mere impressions on a beautiful base. These impressions assembled with the base are art.
Another doctor’s appointment today. Serious downpour both coming and going. I got soaked. Everything with me got soaked.
This tea truly is splendid. The roasty marshmallow of it travels well too. Just the thing to pamper yourself with when your socks and trousers are soaked and the doctor is grilling you. I enjoyed it so much that I had the second steep when I got home. And it was splendid too.
This blend has all the right amounts of all its bits.
At 7 am, I was awoken by the noise of metal clanging against metal, closely followed by drilling and hammering, at what felt and sounded like inches away from my head. Oh, contractors ordered by my neighbours to do whatever on the roof and eavestroughs and drainpipes and what all else.
A couple of hours later, I receive an email from one of the neighbours stating that the contractors will be at work today and tomorrow. No mention of what they are doing and where they will be working so that I can plan for that. The vagueness gives two options: stay and be woken and/or disturbed and have your day disrupted or stay gone.
And oh yeah, thanks for letting me know.
I am wondering how challenging it is to be considerate of other people, really? Truly I am at a loss to understand this lack of connection and understanding towards the people around you.
Am I asking for too much here? How difficult is it to shoot an email a day or two in advance saying, hey, it’s going to be noisy from when to when and where and where because blah blah blah is going to be happening. Just wanted to let you know so that your day won’t be disturbed.
Thankfully, I reached for this this morning. I just happened upon it and boom, stellar!
I am having it with sriracha peas for breakfast.
Three steeps of deliciousness.
Flavors: Earth, Peach
Not feeling this one. I like the berry aspect. I like citrus. I like spice. The combination of this, however, in my cup is not working for me. The berry is there. However, the citrus I am getting is the bitterness of lime rind. And the spice I am getting is mostly clove. The base is nice though coming through with occasional creamy notes. I’d like more berry. And possibly vanilla to sweep in and soothe the what to me are discordant flavours.
Flavors: Berry, Clove, Lime
I am fairly new to Darjeeling teas, but find myself craving the muscatel with gentle nuances of caramel and raisin on days such as today. It’s a bit cool and damp out there thankfully after the killer humid blasts we had earlier in the week. I haven’t been particularly well the past few weeks, so a quiet day with tea and contemplation is just what is needed.
Flavors: Caramel, Muscatel, Raisins
I’ve been doing especially poorly the past few weeks in terms of health— consistent downward spiral— a good amount of which has to do with my oblivious neighbours and their help towards the insufficient sleep and rest I have been getting over months and months. And then, the stress of the less than tranquil and peaceful home environment. Nope, not good.
The past two days have been better. May it last just a bit longer for me to be able to recoup the slightest bit.
I was happy to come across the very last bits of this that I’ve been hoarding. Still delicious. A bit more cinnamon than I remember. Possibly a bit less cranberry and cream too, but very enjoyable. I am hoping that this will become available once more one day and that I am able to get some. Not that I need more tea, mind you, but yanno.
Yesterday, I was taking a break from home and sitting in a nearby park. And there, like a vision, walked by my former neighbours who had been overseas who had lived next door to me for years. Lovely lovely people who I had had a warm and easy relationship with. It was so nice to see them and spend some time with them there in the park. It made me a bit sad though that they are no longer living beside me and that the neighbours that are require so much effort to coexist with.