Ever notice you’re getting fond of a tea precisely at the time the packet is getting distressingly thin and you can’t find it any more?
This is a cheerful, smooth, and bumble-friendly breakfast tea—not heavy work-boots stout; more like a sturdy pair of sneakers to help you stride out the door.
Steepster “geezer;” tea barbarian who has no systematic method for storage, preparation, classification, or rating; lover of strong unleaded builders’ tea. Never quite grew up—I cut and glue, play with Legos, design kids’ curriculum, and play with fifth graders every Sunday.
Southwest Missouri
