This is impossible.
How can this be?
No, seriously. How is this not a cinnamon chai? His attack is fireballs. Maybe I’m too obvious, but that’s the tea I think of when it comes to Matthew Patel, and I think of Matthew Patel a lot. He’s my favorite evil ex (Roxy is a close second), and for the longest time “Slick” was my ringtone. It’s the first part of the movie that makes you stop and go “what….the….fuck is happening?”
Anyhoo, this tea smells good, all nutty and orangey and, well, christmassy. The taste follows through, it tastes like a good tea to have around the holidays, all warm and inviting and comforting. But it’s not Matthew Patel to me and I have more than enough Christmas teas.