Mastress Alita’s sipdown challenge Saturday, October 9th: National Chess Day Tea#3
additional notes: Then I wanted to have a white tea with “white” in the title. And it’s a sipdown! I can’t really expand on my last note. It’s a good white! Still tastes like white paper (in a good way) which is a weird note from me.
2021 sipdowns: 129
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White paper is not such a weird flavor note for this tea. Wuyi white tea always has a chalky mineral note to me.
Oh, and your note made me recall that one of my best friends from college used to eat paper napkins when he got stressed. He also had a pet named Steven that was a moldy loaf of bread that he kept in a bag on his bookshelf. My friends are weird.
He doesn’t have Steven the Mold Loaf anymore, but he still eats paper. We’re still friends. He’s a doctor now. He’s also one of the more normal of my friends. My best friend from college exists in a towel, boxers, or a bathrobe when he is not at work. He’s very McPoyle-like in that respect. He has to be completely nude, or he can’t go to the bathroom. If he gets excited, he starts dancing and yelling. He does this everywhere. He’s never grown out of the toddler-like tendency to investigate the world with his hands and mouth either. He will put things in his mouth that I will not smell or even look at. I have literally stopped to look out the window to see this person with his arms out spinning around to make himself dizzy. Another of my friends runs a Neopagan and occult supply store and makes components for cosplay outfits. Her nickname is “Nerve Pills.” She’s married to another friend of mine who decided to take up leather tanning and blacksmithing as a hobby, enjoys drunkenly throwing axes at trees, and if what she says is true, has to be prevented from wearing a fursuit to work on his car, because that’s just what you do if you’re going to work on your car in the driveway at 2:00 pm on a Sunday. I have another friend who drinks ritualistically, chainsmokes like Bill Hicks, does everything in his power to avoid acknowledging that anything after 2005 has ever happened, frequently declares tequila to be the cure for the human body, and enjoys wallowing around in the snow in his underwear. My best friend is obsessed with horror films, heavy metal, and professional wrestling and decided to become a plumber’s helper at the age of 34. To say my friends are odd is an understatement.
Have you ever had to drop what you were doing because your boxer clad friend got his head stuck in a heating vent? Have you ever had to go looking for one of your friends at a ski resort in West Virginia and found him walking around barefoot in 18 degree weather wearing only jeans and a t-shirt eating handfuls of artifical snow? Because I have had both of these experiences.
Have you ever been taking a shower and turn around to see one of your friends watching you and eating popcorn? I have had that experience too. He wasn’t even trying to be creepy either. He was hungry and lonely, made popcorn, and thought I might want some, so he decided to bring popcorn to me in the shower. We had to have the boundaries talk after that.q
My eyes grabbed McPoyle and I laughed because I was just thinking of that show. Your buddies sure keep things interesting and unique. haha.
I guess that you can look at it that way, but if I can successfully manage to present myself as the most normal person in a group of people, that might be a problem. Okay, there is no might to be to it. That is a problem. I’m a very odd person. I should never be the most normal person in any group. I have been described as a more athletic combination of Frank Reynolds, Carl Brutananadilewski, every Christopher Walken character ever, and Will Ferrell’s take on Harry Caray with an occasional bit of Larry David thrown in. I have also been told that I’m like if Philadelphia were a person who bizarrely never lived in Philadelphia yet inexplicably just is that way.
@easyteaguy, Ok – I love your thorough, technical tea tasting notes but these personal stories & experiences are entertaining.
Maybe Steven would enjoy wuyi white teas?
Probably not. Steven’s favorite thing was lounging in the sun that came through the window while stinking horribly. It was alleged that he enjoyed peanut butter and pretzel sticks, but I never saw him eat any.
I didn’t even notice the typo. Sadly, Steven is mo longer with us. We forgot to remove him from our dorm during a break, and cleaning staff threw him away. There were a couple of other Stevens, but they didn’t last as long.
tea-sipper, I have been meaning to ask you this for a bit, but you describe yourself as always being in search of teas from Hattialli. Why that estate in particular? I’ve had a couple Hattialli teas prior to the last one I reviewed, but so far, I’m having trouble getting into their products.
My roommate is one of those handsy-mouthy people. It makes her a good glass artist. Yes, she ate a piece glass a few days ago. A simple mistake, no?
Eastkyteaguy, your friends make me feel better about some of my stranger habits. :) I don’t have a mold loaf, but I’ve unintentionally cultivated mold in some of my teaware.
Derk, I hope your roommate is okay. I’m not sure glass is one of the food groups.
I don’t watch much TV but I binged hard on Curb Your Enthusiasm several years ago. This winter would a great time to wallow in It’s Always Sunny.
Leafhopper, I don’t know if she’ll ever recover. RIP Kiki.
Yes, I had a beautiful mold colony in one of my teapots during first year – it flourished unbeknownst to me for a few weeks on the dregs of Celestial Seasonings Bengal Spice Herbal. I felt bad ending so much life (which was green-grey but smelled of cinnamon). Never drank that brand again.
I hope it was a dull tiny glob of glass! :O
Eastkyteaguy – I just really loved the Hattialli from Butiki and haven’t really had many other Hattialli… I haven’t seen many available.
I’m halfway through It’s Always Sunny and I’m still wondering how I find these screamy people who work in a bar so endearing (everyone except Dennis anyway).
CrowKettle, mold grown from PG Tips doesn’t smell nearly as nice! :P I also recently dumped some almost spent leaves of a beautiful Shanlinxi oolong from Ethan into a mug, then forgot about them for two days and wondered why they smelled off. Into the garbage they went, along with the budding mold colony, and the mug got a good scrubbing.
Derk, I’m not sure whether “death by glass ingestion” would make a good epitaph, but I’d miss Kiki’s tasting notes!
White paper is not such a weird flavor note for this tea. Wuyi white tea always has a chalky mineral note to me.
Oh, and your note made me recall that one of my best friends from college used to eat paper napkins when he got stressed. He also had a pet named Steven that was a moldy loaf of bread that he kept in a bag on his bookshelf. My friends are weird.
A moldy loaf of bread! Well, I guess the mold IS alive.
He doesn’t have Steven the Mold Loaf anymore, but he still eats paper. We’re still friends. He’s a doctor now. He’s also one of the more normal of my friends. My best friend from college exists in a towel, boxers, or a bathrobe when he is not at work. He’s very McPoyle-like in that respect. He has to be completely nude, or he can’t go to the bathroom. If he gets excited, he starts dancing and yelling. He does this everywhere. He’s never grown out of the toddler-like tendency to investigate the world with his hands and mouth either. He will put things in his mouth that I will not smell or even look at. I have literally stopped to look out the window to see this person with his arms out spinning around to make himself dizzy. Another of my friends runs a Neopagan and occult supply store and makes components for cosplay outfits. Her nickname is “Nerve Pills.” She’s married to another friend of mine who decided to take up leather tanning and blacksmithing as a hobby, enjoys drunkenly throwing axes at trees, and if what she says is true, has to be prevented from wearing a fursuit to work on his car, because that’s just what you do if you’re going to work on your car in the driveway at 2:00 pm on a Sunday. I have another friend who drinks ritualistically, chainsmokes like Bill Hicks, does everything in his power to avoid acknowledging that anything after 2005 has ever happened, frequently declares tequila to be the cure for the human body, and enjoys wallowing around in the snow in his underwear. My best friend is obsessed with horror films, heavy metal, and professional wrestling and decided to become a plumber’s helper at the age of 34. To say my friends are odd is an understatement.
Have you ever had to drop what you were doing because your boxer clad friend got his head stuck in a heating vent? Have you ever had to go looking for one of your friends at a ski resort in West Virginia and found him walking around barefoot in 18 degree weather wearing only jeans and a t-shirt eating handfuls of artifical snow? Because I have had both of these experiences.
Have you ever been taking a shower and turn around to see one of your friends watching you and eating popcorn? I have had that experience too. He wasn’t even trying to be creepy either. He was hungry and lonely, made popcorn, and thought I might want some, so he decided to bring popcorn to me in the shower. We had to have the boundaries talk after that.q
My eyes grabbed McPoyle and I laughed because I was just thinking of that show. Your buddies sure keep things interesting and unique. haha.
I guess that you can look at it that way, but if I can successfully manage to present myself as the most normal person in a group of people, that might be a problem. Okay, there is no might to be to it. That is a problem. I’m a very odd person. I should never be the most normal person in any group. I have been described as a more athletic combination of Frank Reynolds, Carl Brutananadilewski, every Christopher Walken character ever, and Will Ferrell’s take on Harry Caray with an occasional bit of Larry David thrown in. I have also been told that I’m like if Philadelphia were a person who bizarrely never lived in Philadelphia yet inexplicably just is that way.
@easyteaguy, Ok – I love your thorough, technical tea tasting notes but these personal stories & experiences are entertaining.
Maybe Steven would enjoy wuyi white teas?
Probably not. Steven’s favorite thing was lounging in the sun that came through the window while stinking horribly. It was alleged that he enjoyed peanut butter and pretzel sticks, but I never saw him eat any.
Steven deserves a book or tv series. I’d read it lol
Also, sorry for the name typo, eastkyteaguy!
I didn’t even notice the typo. Sadly, Steven is mo longer with us. We forgot to remove him from our dorm during a break, and cleaning staff threw him away. There were a couple of other Stevens, but they didn’t last as long.
I think we had one named Andrew as well.
Whoa, very specific comparisons for you, eastkyteaguy. haha.
tea-sipper, I have been meaning to ask you this for a bit, but you describe yourself as always being in search of teas from Hattialli. Why that estate in particular? I’ve had a couple Hattialli teas prior to the last one I reviewed, but so far, I’m having trouble getting into their products.
I think we all needed a laugh :) People are strange.
And yeah, I get limestone with this tea. That could come across as papery.
My roommate is one of those handsy-mouthy people. It makes her a good glass artist. Yes, she ate a piece glass a few days ago. A simple mistake, no?
Eastkyteaguy, your friends make me feel better about some of my stranger habits. :) I don’t have a mold loaf, but I’ve unintentionally cultivated mold in some of my teaware.
Derk, I hope your roommate is okay. I’m not sure glass is one of the food groups.
I don’t watch much TV but I binged hard on Curb Your Enthusiasm several years ago. This winter would a great time to wallow in It’s Always Sunny.
Leafhopper, I don’t know if she’ll ever recover. RIP Kiki.
Yes, I had a beautiful mold colony in one of my teapots during first year – it flourished unbeknownst to me for a few weeks on the dregs of Celestial Seasonings Bengal Spice Herbal. I felt bad ending so much life (which was green-grey but smelled of cinnamon). Never drank that brand again.
I hope it was a dull tiny glob of glass! :O
Eastkyteaguy – I just really loved the Hattialli from Butiki and haven’t really had many other Hattialli… I haven’t seen many available.
I’m halfway through It’s Always Sunny and I’m still wondering how I find these screamy people who work in a bar so endearing (everyone except Dennis anyway).
CrowKettle, mold grown from PG Tips doesn’t smell nearly as nice! :P I also recently dumped some almost spent leaves of a beautiful Shanlinxi oolong from Ethan into a mug, then forgot about them for two days and wondered why they smelled off. Into the garbage they went, along with the budding mold colony, and the mug got a good scrubbing.
Derk, I’m not sure whether “death by glass ingestion” would make a good epitaph, but I’d miss Kiki’s tasting notes!