Started this one yesterday and just continued on into this morning. I am used to shou being very dark. This one was clear and the color of sun tea – light orange. The wet leaf is very dark and musty/earthy smelling but the brew is extreme mellow horse tack. Very, very easy to drink. I started with a 30s steep and the last I let steep about 4 minutes to see if it would turn inky. The answer is nope. A very nice poo-air.
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Poo-air. ;-)
I like it a lot
poo-air is good!
It’s funny, it is hard enough to find agreement on how to spell it puer – puerh, much less how it is properly pronounced. Poo-air is my best guess. Here locally IF they have even heard of it they are more likely to pronounce it pure-ray (yeah, we’re hicks) or less likely pew-err.
…and then they snicker about poo in tea. I live among barbarians.
My hubby jokes that I’m drinking compost. Sometimes he steals a cup from me
Funny … my wife refers to it as compost as well :/
The barbarians are at our very gates!
The first puerh I bought was not a good one. I recorded it as smelling like fish wrapped in newspaper and stored in a damp cellar. I drank it anyway. Fortunately, this one has no fish heads. The compost smell does tend to keep the barbarians out of my cup. Apparently boychik isn’t as lucky, or her husband is a closet one of us. Gabba gabba hey! (obscure Ramones reference)
We don’t like fish heads much. I saw Andrew Zimmerman eat some “stinkheads” in Alaska I think. One taste and he was done.
Poo-air. ;-)
I like it a lot
poo-air is good!
It’s funny, it is hard enough to find agreement on how to spell it puer – puerh, much less how it is properly pronounced. Poo-air is my best guess. Here locally IF they have even heard of it they are more likely to pronounce it pure-ray (yeah, we’re hicks) or less likely pew-err.
…and then they snicker about poo in tea. I live among barbarians.
My hubby jokes that I’m drinking compost. Sometimes he steals a cup from me
Funny … my wife refers to it as compost as well :/
The barbarians are at our very gates!
The first puerh I bought was not a good one. I recorded it as smelling like fish wrapped in newspaper and stored in a damp cellar. I drank it anyway. Fortunately, this one has no fish heads. The compost smell does tend to keep the barbarians out of my cup. Apparently boychik isn’t as lucky, or her husband is a closet one of us. Gabba gabba hey! (obscure Ramones reference)
We don’t like fish heads much. I saw Andrew Zimmerman eat some “stinkheads” in Alaska I think. One taste and he was done.