Today was one of those days when I was just in the mood for a black tea first thing in the morning. It’s a comfort, and a delight sometimes.
I’ve used two joined teabags with about a litre of water, about half the strength that it technically should be. Still managed to seem quite strong (and a bit oversteeped) at five minutes on its own. Adding milk lets the richness come out without the bitterness. I thought it may be even better with some sweetener, but adding honey doesn’t seem to be the right decision this time around.
In all, not my absolute favourite straight black out there, but good, solid, and robust nonetheless.