Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.
Southwest Missouri
LOL! Very compelling!
Less is more :)
You made a believer of me.
Tasted more like a Chinese green than Sencha to me. More spinach than grass, which is fine by me.
Interesting!
I’m not enough of a green-oisseur to catch subtle differences. Unless it’s flavored, it’s either strong green or mild green ;)
(Comes from too many years of burning out tastebuds with Assam and my beloved British builders’ bagged teas.)