This was my first tea from the Canton tea club. I was totally psyched (yes, totally psyched) to try it, especially since I haven’t had a Ceylon in a while. Sadly, the predominant note to my palate was dirt a la the skin of fresh russet potatoes.
EDIT: Going with my gut. I’m just not into this tea.
Tea means so many things to me, it is so deep and it is revealing new meaning to me all the time.
Tea is a mindfulness practice, and a doorway through which to explore different philosophies, cultures, and historical times. Tea is hospitality and a way of communion. Tea is an art, a ritual, and a tradition. Tea is a complement to the foods I eat (preferably vegan desserts) and is something I enjoy collecting and curating.
I love to swap, or even just send people samples, so if there’s anything in my cupboard you’d like to try, just send me a message!
San Francisco Bay Area
