I’m in a Pyramid Tea mood today, apparently. Most of the time, they just kind of chill in my tea chest, waiting for my mood to shift in their favor.
Today’s the day! I still don’t taste passionfruit. And at this point, I probably never will. The rooibos is strong, and I let it steep too long because I got distracted by the Internet, so it got very strong, and now it leaves an olive-y aftertaste.
I despise olives. And rooibos. So now it’s time to bury this box of tea again for a while until I forget again why I never drink it.
Yeah. It’s that kind of tea, unfortunately.