Finished this off a few nights ago; while I drank it Gong Fu the first time, this time I opted for a large Western steeped mug with some cashew milk added in. I was craving a no fuss or frills mug of black tea to drink late night whilst sitting on the porch during a rain storm. I’ve decided that’s my aesthetic:
- Porch views of pouring rain and thunder storms
- Oversized sweaters and pots of tea
- The smell of something cooking on the stove top coming from the kitchen
- Sadness and peacefulness in silence
- The smell of petrichor in the calm after the storm
Anyway, a no fuss or frills tea is precisely what I got. Very simple taste; kind of fades away as your typical ‘black tea’ flavour that the inexperienced tea drinker pictures when someone says they’re drinking black tea. It’s malty, smooth, has a slight cocoa note and a very light fruityness and then of course the cashew milk made the mouth feel a little thicker, and gave a nutty note to the profile. All the noms, basically.
I have sad news to report though: I made this in my lilac colour changing Nordic mug and then afterwards I left the mug on the counter because it was late and I was sleepy. When I got up in the morning, my roommate had popped it in the dishwasher as a gesture of kindness and while the intentions were pure I still wound up with a mug that had lost nearly all of its decals. It wasn’t my favourite mug in the first place, but it was a birthday present and it sucks that I can’t replace it.
No hard feelings of course; it was purely an accident. Still, that marks the death of yet another mug…