Took my morning work tea break with Miss Margaret Hope of the Darjeeling Hopes, a senior citizen of indeterminate age from a fine family who has held up remarkably under sloppy storage and neglect. Grapey and muscatellitudinous, and I regret I can’t remember what she was like in her perkier days.
P.S. Culinary Teas still carries it, so evidently other people hold her in the same regard.
