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Finally had a somewhat decent sleep last night. I was only woken once by the neighbours, by the baby, I assume. And yay, I feel almost human. I just might be able to function at some capacity, just maybe. There’s good reason that sleep deprivation is a torture technique.

Oh what a wonderful thing sleep is!

I had forgotten about my remaining samples from tigress some time ago, and today, now that I have an extra brain cell or two, I pulled them out. This is the first one my hand got a hold of.

Good choice. Brisk malty base with a good healthy layer of maple on top. A real pleasure.

Thanks, tigress_al, for popping this one into the bag.

Last night, I was awakened at 2:30 am by neighbours’ cellphone notifications at the adjoining wall in my bedroom. I was then awakened at 5 am by more ringtones. Girlfriend lost it. Something within me snapped and at 5:20 am, I got dressed and stomped next door and rang their doorbell four times in the middle of the silence of the night. And then I stomped back home.

Even though I felt better for having stomped, I still woke up feeling like hell having had something like three or four hours sleep.

I had a morning medical appointment, so I needed to pull it together. This morning called for a reason for living in a cup. I pulled this out of the Sil bag.

Thanks, Sil, for the share. Just exactly what was needed today to bribe myself into the world.

I was awoken in the wee hours by two monster trucks on my street doing some sort of noisy ungodly what: monster hoovering it sounds like. I got up because it was impossible to sleep through this and it continues now for hours.

My first whirl with this sample from Dexter. The scent of the dry leaf is just chocolatey fab. The steeped tea is lovely chocolatey malt and then there’s a flavour that comes up that I don’t particularly like. I don’t know how to describe it. A bit metallic and a bit bitter. Perhaps I have used too much leaf.

The second steep, because I don’t give up, is chocolatey and yammy. The metallic aspect is gone. The third is also still delicious.

Thankfully, I have a bit more to experiment with. Thank you for the sample, Dex.

Not only do my new neighbours have a regularly shrieking infant, noisily exercise at the crack of dawn on wooden floors in an old house, and see fit to position their television on our adjoining wall, but also they both charge and/ or leave their phones by the adjoining wall to ring, beep, and vibrate at all hours of the night. FML.

I, of course, am the complaining neighbour because I am the one who is repeatedly woken up and disturbed while they appear to be blissfully unaware, so I communicate politely when really I would like to rip their heads off and yank all of their electronics out from their sockets and hurl them from the window. Yeah, it’s really a challenge, really really a challenge to not go all up in their face because really what kind of moron do you have to be?

Right then. Whew. Had to get that out.

This is my cup of the morning after having been awoken at about three. I must have been woken before that as well because after the three waking, I wasn’t able to get to sleep for two or three hours or so. At this point, I don’t know whether it is the phone or the baby or both, but this being repeatedly awoken is torture. The carelessness and stupidity at fault is another layer on top.

I missed my yoga class to continue to sleep and still woke up feeling like hell, of course. Ouf.

Ahem, yes, about the tea. Roasty, toasty, cherrywood good. The slightest bit of coconut as it cools. This is only my first steep. More as things evolve.

Second steep. Far more coconut emerges in scent and in flavour. I am steeping in a clear glass canister and the leaves are so very lovely to watch as they begin to unfurl attached to their stems and teeny branches.

Third steep. Even more coconut as the leaves unravel further. The roastiness disappears slowly but a bit of heaviness remains.

Fourth and fifth steep. Some chocolate creeps in along w the coconut.

I suspect the tea had more to give, but I was on my way out to clear my head and calm down and decided to call it and toss the leaves.

Interesting procession of flavours. I am a bit curious as to what would happen further if I had continued to steep.

Thank you for the share, Dexter. I enjoyed it though at first I thought that the roastiness was on the verge of too much—just that line.

Sorry/not sorry for the rant.

Came across a small unopened sample of this while shuffling and organizing things and thought I’d go with the green trend of the past few days. Especially because a moment of zen. Yeah, I could use a moment of zen right now. Maybe more than a moment.

Pretty tea. Enjoyable tea. I didn’t read the ingredients or reviews before I sipped my first cup. Creamy mild berry on a gentle green. I could drink this on the regular.

The jasmine was missing for me. Perhaps I will be able to detect it now that I know that it is supposed to be there.

I continued drinking this throughout the day after my first two cups. My third and fourth and fifth cups were a bit of berry, a bit of lime, and a bit of cream: all in all, in pretty good balance with a nice base. Thankfully, they lacked the odd mildewiness of the first cup. Possibly that first cup had had more lime rind than necessary in the dry leaf in my spoon. Either that, or the odd peculiar bite is something one has to get used to. The pastry aspect continued to be absent.

Since I returned to green and oolongs again yesterday, I may as well go with it for as long as the trend lasts.

This one, though still fresh and bright a year in, has a bit of some sort of a dusty mildewy type flavour to it. Can’t place whether it is from the tea base or the additions. Possibly it is from the lime rind type flavouring. It doesn’t make this tea undrinkable, to me anyway, but it does contribute something odd and not entirely pleasant.

I will refrain from rating.

Ftr, the second steep is much nicer.

Boom ginger. Trailed by traces of lemon. Lovely roasty green oolong.

My words ramble like some sort of disjointed miscounted spliced haiku.