2005 Tasting Notes
Was saving this little treat from TeaBrat for an afternoon I could really enjoy it. This is one—feet up after a day’s worth of “get-to” puttering around the house (as opposed to “got-to” trudging through chores in the evening when I’m exhausted to start with).
My favorite lemon teas are those that have a lemon tart (pastry) personality instead of a tart lemon (painful) personality. This bagged tea fits Category A quite nicely; very light, very fresh, makes me crave lemon pie.
Junkyard Tea in a Mason jar after a long, humid day opening up a stuffy, stinky farmhouse to welcome 84-year-old dad home after a long absence. Still continuing to discover all kinds of unexpected treasures Mom had stashed away in the oddest places. Today, lodged between two afghans in the cedar chest, a handmade, never-worn vintage 50’s era shirtdress made of funky, swirly cotton fabric—and it just might fit. My sister thinks it was intended for my grandma, who was born in 1892.
Scribbles shared a China black from Tao Tea Leaf that was so deep and rich I fell in love with it…was hoping that locally, I could at least make acquaintance with its peasant cousin.
So I picked this up last run to Fox Farm. It has hints of the toasty cocoa richness of the Tao gold standard, but just hints. All the same, an inexpensive (just over a buck an ounce) lightweight breakfast tea for the summer months.
Cortisone shot in a shoulder with a messed up rotator cuff. Doc said a possible side effect might be a little insomnia tonight. Right now, I’m so beat, I can’t see how that can possibly be an issue…but as a precaution, I’ve been off caffeine all afternoon.
Sun tea’d a quart of this poor, undervalued, unloved bagged baby with a generous helping of sprigs from our applemint plant. (Me. Not killing plants. People who know me should be laughing in disbelief by now :) It was absolutely fine.
It sounded tasty: 3 parts pu-erh, 1 part cacao nibs, about 8 orange mint leaves. Cold brewed overnight in the fridge. Fully executed, not so much: too much pu, not enough mint. Oh, well…you can’t tell me master tea blenders don’t bumble a few while they’re practicing.
Won’t repeat those proportions, but it makes plausible backyard sippin’…currently the tidiest place in my little patch of earth, and I had to mow to make it bearable; the rest of the house looks like the leavings of a yard sale. Who are these wretches that keep sneaking into my house and discom-rupting it?
First, thanks to Nina’s for the sample!
My first thought after sipping this tea was, “Confound it, cat, would you QUIT scratching the doorpost? I have to sand and repaint!” My second thought was, “This reminds me of Marco Polo and Tower of London a little bit.”
Further thoughts confirmed that this is a little bit like an Everlasting Gobstopper—give it a few moments, and you’ll catch something else. What I took for lemon after it cooled was the orange; now that it’s nearly gone, there’s the cherry. Good cherry, not cough syrup. Lots of wonderful and subtly sneaky flavor changes.
I suspect this would be nice chilled, too, if the cold temp doesn’t completely overpower all the gentle fruitiness. Fruit tea fans should give this a try, for sure.
A juggle-twelve-plates-at-once day at work followed by the aftermath of a bathroom install not going smoothly (aftermath=stressed spouse, late and improvised dinner, can’t shower). Don’t stand downwind.
Hoped that a cup of applemint with a basil leaf tossed in would be soothing and refreshing. Wasn’t as strong and medicinal as hoped, but still pleasant. Praying for a restful night and improved outlook come morning.
On a slightly more entertaining note, the neighbors’ chickens are laying and they shared. I made an omelet with slightly blueish eggs.