It’s a foggy, grey, chilly day, with possible rain in the forecast. It simply demands a smoky, cozy, roaring fire kind of tea. That might be an artifact of reading too many bodice-rippers with a Victorian setting lately.
I have just enough for another small pot of this and then I will be out, and it will be time to open my Mandala packet of LS. We will see which one I like better :)