I was craving white tea last night — which, for those of you know know me, was absolutely out of character. After much pawing and rumpling, I found this forgotten pouch (shame on me). Bai mu dan leaves with just a teeny whisper of strawberry. It’s one of those teas that beg you to drink it slowly and calmly. (OK, maybe I was craving the slow and calm more than I was the white tea. But it worked.)