Backlogged from last night.
I sometimes have mixed feelings about limited edition teas. Usually I’m pro. I love seasonality, and a new and exciting variety in flavors, and so on and so forth.
And then I run out of a beloved seasonal tea, and I rethink my entire philosophy.
Oh Silent Night, you cunning mint tea. Shall we be parted? Alas! We shall, until the winter rolls around again. I shall be watching like a hawk, come December, for your triumphant return!
Sad, sad sipdown.