3010 Tasting Notes
This one I’m moving to my Hall of Fame for Consistently Excellent in Spite of the Sloppiness of the Tea Preparation Process.
Even on a day when my mind is on sixty-two things, none of which is proper steep time and temp, this is solid with hints of fruit sweetness. A good tea-and-toast tea for a morning when you can wake up slowly.
I am glad you are finally getting a “wake up slowly” day! Enjoy!
mmmm, Tower of London, my good friend….I agree, always forgiving and constant.
Tomorrow I’ll have to break out the heavy stuff again. Back to St. Luke’s for a check on my mom…who will know us, but may not know where she is, and will definitely beg to go home. That’s hard to hear. It’ll take PG Tips the strength and consistency of mud to prime me, I’m afraid :)
Assam, ma’am? :)
Safely and gratefully home, after worrying that after last year’s tornado, our new domicile was going to float away in a flood. (A little soggy here in Southwest Missouri—Turkey Creek is out of its banks.)
But the rain has greened things up beautifully. Reflecting on that made me think of this wonderfully sweet and scotchy tea this afternoon. And blessed to have a little time in the eye of our current storm to make and enjoy it. Highly recommended if you like your green tea on the sweeter side.
You know how you bumble around in unfamiliar surroundings like cafeterias trying to get your bearings … it seems unlikely, but I could find nothing but coffee in hospital coffee shop, so this was my best and only lunch option. A lot more acidic than I like in an iced tea; preservative, maybe? since it’s in a food service vat. Not recommended unless you have no other options.
Hospital water again, tea bag filched from my sister’s stash of indeterminate age and storage quality. But it vaguely resembles what it might be like to suck on a strawberry leaf.
Again, I’m just grateful for a hot water source and something comforting to twiddle with as we wait for a plan of action.
Sorry about your mother. Saying a prayer and hoping for the best.
I hope everything gets better soon.
I have to admit that the hot water in the waiting room at the hospital is greatly appreciated. I had my purse stashed pretty well when I was there a few weeks ago for my Dad. (And their coffee shop served Harney teas!)
Thanks for prayers and kind words. It’s possible I might actually get to the hospital coffee shop tomorrow. A dear friend I haven’t seen in 15 years lives nearby to bring hugs and snack food.
Oh GG. You and your family are in my thoughts. Emergencies and hospitals never get easier. I’m glad you have a little warmth and familiarity with tea.
Not so great with coffee-dispenser water from an ICU waiting room. Bitter. Then again, I am grateful for something a little warm, familiar, and comforting as we wait for news. (Elderly mom, severe fall, head injury.) That and the knowledge that dear friends are keeping my family in prayer are keeping me upright.
praying for your mom :)
hugs
I second the hugs
Join the group hug…
What a wonderful bunch you are. Just posted elsewhere how proud I am of my 81-year-old dad, who has been amazingly strong on an amazingly small amount of sleep…and kisses his bride of 63 years goodnight even when she can’t kiss back.
The research and side reading I did for this review was as much fun as trying the not-quite-tea itself:
http://www.itsallabouttheleaf.com/2767/tea-review-the-coffee-trade-company-ersatz-2/
A little disappointed … this has been one of my preferred flavored green for some time, but this cup tastes a little musty. Could be age of the tin, I suppose.
Weather’s turned warm early; so as not to waste what was formerly berry goodness, I may toss remaining bags in a sun tea jug and bid this one a regretfully chilly adieu.
Boston Tea, at least those varieties I’ve tried, is consistently good. This one would be a good afternoon chat-and-tea-party selection:
http://www.itsallabouttheleaf.com/2784/tea-review-boston-tea-company-vanilla-almond-oolong/
Can I get an amen from the morning people?
Sorry. End of rant. Love this stuff. Chocolate-orange has always been a favorite, and I like the mate’ effect…gently pushes you awake instead of jump-starting your heart like a dead battery. Hope it pushes a little harder. A room full of 16 eleven-year-olds awaiteth to hear about good old prophet Elisha, a floating ax head, and some chariots of fire.
I’m a night owl who hates it just as much. I’ve considered moving to an area that doesn’t do it, I hate it so much.
I hate it too – I prefer to get up with the sun, and the sun doesn’t “come up” til 6:30 now. While I love evening sun I just find it harder to starty my day when I’m doing things in the dark for an hour or 2.
I meant 7:30. 6:30 is when it came up two days ago!
