The downside to my current sipdown mania is that I’ll be killing of teas I really like, in addition to teas I only like, or feel meh about.
Such is the case today.
But its such a perfect morning for the last pot of Blackbear, grey and sleepy and I am cozy and tucked up inside, happy in my robe and my toast with lemon curd.
This is the perfect amount of smoke, never tasting like ash, and always a delight on a cold morning.
I hope I’ll be able to get more of this, when the air turns cold again. Its wonderful on a rainy day.
Sipdown!