Saxxon and Turner

“Why not try it again?” I thought.
“it can’t be as bad as I remember” I thought.
I was making my other half a giant Velvet Kilimanjaro layered Latte with a shot of Father O’leary’s Irish Cream (a cheap Bailey’s substiute my mother-in-law buys) and I hasd a sudden post-pradial attack of laziness as far as my own tea was concerned, so I went for the bag.
I only have myself to blame. It was murky and leathery. Not nice

I hate tea bags. But I was given a "Tea Lover’s Gift Pack " which comprised some biscuits and five boxes of tea bags, 8 to a box.
As it happens one of the boxes was empty, which says a lot about their quality control. Most tea merchants are across the idea of putting the stuff in the box.
After the apalling appalingness that so appalled me with their ‘apple green tea’, I was prepared for this one to score single digits too.
But actually, it’s not quite that bad.
It has the classic oolong taste, though it’s slightly stale – but then again so was some loose oolong I bought not that long ago
It’s got that sort of nutty middle taste, sandwiched between the savoury wood taste up front and the lingering almondy flavour.
If anything, as I expected so little flavour, I let it steep maybe a fraction longer than it needed.
I pulled the bag apart and the tea did not look like it was much quality.
The problem with oolongs is that they all tend to be excellent quality, so it’s hard to be too harsh on this. Also, I really try to avoid bags.
Perhaps I’ll put it this way: if you get one of these tea packs, this is the only one I wiouldn’t throw away as soon as the gift giver leaves your sight.

It’s bloody awful. Avoid at all costs.