Continuing on my recent kick of minty teas…

This one surprised me. A lot. And I’m still unsure whether that is a good or a bad thing.

There’s not a lot of mint in this. The spices don’t really hit the tongue; they’d rather attack the back of my throat. Not a fan of the liquor’s smell (odd, considering I really enjoy the dry scent). And yet, I am sitting here sipping away… Not enough flavour to really like it, yet conversely, not enough of anything to hate.

Hello, Fence, my name is Kay! Mind if I sit on you for a while?

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Age 2 – Stealing sips of orange pekoe from my Grandpa’s cup.

Age 4 – Being spoiled by my Nanny with my own cups of tea.

Age 13 – A mug of camomile from my mother to accompany a good book.

Age 17 – Strong black tea with milk and too much sugar to wake me up for school.

Age 18 – A tea (or five) a day keeps the doctor away.

Age 19 – Exploration and experimentation. With loose leaf teas at “Un amour des thés” in Montréal.

Age 22 – I embrace DavidsTeas with open arms.


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