this is a fine puerh. i like puerhs a lot. they are dark and brooding. they have an undercurrent and a pull to them.
they have gravity.
personally, i do not want to cheer a puerh tea up with berries, or cajole a puerh with coffee beans. …however the sour flick of citrus always seems to do a puerh a graceful and sultry kind of compliment. basically i love a blood orange puerh. purrrr.
alas, the story ends strained because i have been spoiled.
here in my city a tea shoppe called Carytown Teas has the most amazing Blood Orange Puerh i have ever sipped and probably will ever sip. and it has changed me. i’ll never be the same. amazing when a tea can do that. (but davids tea blood orange, i have found my true love and you will never again touch my lips. we’ll just have to go our separate ways. the distance will do us good.)
When My Ship Comes In (i play bass on this song)