89 Tasting Notes
GAK! Lemon and honey. When I was growing up, whenever I got sick, my dad would make me these horrible hot toddies that had lemon, honey, and a shot of whiskey, and this reminds me a little bit too much of that. I’m sure I’d like it more if I didn’t have such an unpleasant sense memory associated with it, but as it is, I just can’t do this one.
Bizarre. Made of almonds, apple, cinnamon, and beetroot. It’s pink! It’s very, very pink. Like, put milk in it, and you could legitimately confuse it for Pepto Bismol (methinks I just found myself a great April Fool’s prank…). Reminds me of granola or apple pie. So if you’re in the mood for a cup of tea that tastes utterly unlike a cup of tea and more like a cup of breakfast, than this is the tea for you.
Between the name and the description that David’s Tea gives this stuff, I feel like this tea is coming on to me. Whatever whatever, I wouldn’t say no. Black tea, coconut, and raspberries. This reminds me of a $12 slice of cake from a trendy bakery/café. I’m not even speaking metaphorically here, the café is called Oh So Good, and it’s on York St. in Ottawa, and if you’re ever there, don’t balk. The cake is worth it. And so is the tea.
I’m starting to have a thing for these fruitier teas! This one claims to taste like fruitcake; thankfully, it doesn’t. It’s fruity without being too acidic, and has kind of a sweet, almost nutty flavour to it. Not a hands down super-fave or anything, but sure, I’d buy it again.
Orange and white chocolate in green tea. I feel like this shouldn’t work. Like at all. But I’m into it. It probably could go without saying that it’s best served iced, but I’ve been known to have a hot cup from time to time, if I’m feeling wacky that day. Also, I defy you to make popsicles with this stuff and not keel over with joy. You’re welcome.
This is the perfect example of how branding can influence your preferences. When this was known as Dr. Chocolate, I was head over heels for it. My original notes on this one say, and I quote, “Tastes like chocolate and ginger! Lovely and warming. A favourite.” I loved it. So guess how happy I was when I learned it had been rebranded as Spiced Carob? Soooooo happy!! I’d always avoided Spiced Carob, because I hate carob (or, as I like to think of it, IMPOSTOR CHOCOLATE) with a burning, blinding, aggressive, sinful passion. But, as they say, what’s in a name, roses, sweetness, yada yada yada… so I gleefully procured myself a cup of Spiced Carob, and… enh. The thrill is gone.
This checks all my boxes. Sweet, straightforward caramel in a delightful rooibos base. Reminds me of the Mackintosh’s toffee that I loved when I was a kid, before I had to worry about it ripping out the fillings in my teeth. It even looks pretty, with all those tiny caramel cubes. I’ll buy this until the day it’s discontinued, at which point, I’ll be forced to storm head office with a torch and a list of demands.
