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I think this tea was, surprisingly, the best one of the day…

I had it in the timolino with some milk, and I think part of what made it so good was the fact I underleafed and understeeped (plus the milk). It was light and creamy with a still apparent black base and a light “tang” in the aftertaste that must have been the cheesecake flavour finally coming out!

It was nice!

Work was good today; The Witch Carel, my manager, went home early and the night progressed very smoothly. We even finished closing paperwork/coin counts 15 minutes early! Tomorrow will hopefully be good too; Carel isn’t working but I’m doing a nine and a half hour shift (open to close), and our District Manager might be coming in for an evaluation of the store.

Cross your fingers for me!

Got home from work and immediately did the dishes; as a “thank you” Tre made me eggs! I love over easy eggs but can’t cook eggs to save my life so it’s a real treat when he makes them for me. Honestly, it reminds me of my mom: whenever I came home from work in Regina just exhausted or was having a bad day she’d make me a giant plate of eggs.

While he was cooking I made us tea: he picked out of the tins scattered on the table. I actually thought this had been put away, but I guess not. Oh well; I wasn’t opposed to drinking it in the slightest. His cup had added sugar and mine had added milk.

Mmmm! Just splendidly creamy and delicious.

Cold brewed for around 14ish hours?

When this was still ice cold I thought it was really nice: lightly fruity with cream and a touch of cilantro. However, as it warmed up throughout the work day it got increasingly cilantro central and it just because way too much herb. When I got home tonight I tossed the rest of it.

I think I’ll stick to the hot version of this one.

Bitter almond indeed.

I was oddly craving this so I set out to make it in a timolino for work: because this gets bitter quickly I was going to only do a steep of two minutes, but I was poorly multitasking by getting dressed, doing my make-up, and watching Big Brother while it steeped and time got away from me. Really got away from me.

This steeped for at least twelve minutes. Likely a lot longer. I packed it up anyway for work hoping that it’d somehow be salvageable, but it wasn’t. Ick, nope, and more nope. There was nothing but astringency and bitterness.

Sipdown (165/169)!

Woke up at the crack of dawn this morning.

Ok, not really. I woke up at nine: but that was a full two and a half hours earlier than I was expecting to wake up/the alarm was set for – and I felt surprisingly well rested despite going to bed at like 4 AM. Anyway, it gave me extra tea drinking time so I finished this one up in some cold milk while catching up on the new Whose Line episodes.

“What can you say about your house, but not your girlfriend?”

Mmm! The coffee/chocolate was pretty well balanced today and everything whisked up well. I think I’ll miss it, actually. Definitely considering whether I’d want to add it into an order…

Backlog from last night. I didn’t get around to writing about it because I had just finished rewatching The Host, and that subsequently launched me into an obsessive binge of rereading all my favourite chapters, looking up lots and lots of O’Wanda (IanxWanda) fanfiction oneshots, continuing stories, and crack fics. Sorrynotsorry, and just emotionaly obsessing about IanxWanda – which is an OTP of mine.

Only fandom people will understand.

I may think Stephanie Meyers is a pretty mediocre, at best, writer and I find the Twilight series to be poorly written in both a grammatical/literary and plot based way as well as problematic in general – but I will defend The Host until I’m blue in the face.

Anyway, the tea. I took it with milk: I couldn’t ever remember having Genmaicha with milk and I thought it’d be an interesting experience. It was, in a good way! It was like the roasty, toasty, creamy borderline “seaweed” type drink. I think maybe it’d be better with a less green genmaicha. Still, very good and comforting!

I needed comfort what with all the heartbreaking fics…

Damnit I lost my tasting note! Fuck.

Anyway: made a cup for me and one for Tre when I got home from work today. He sweetened his, I had mine straight. I thought it really hit the spot tonight: lots of chocolate and just enough fruit. And he said he enjoyed his, so that was good too I guess.

Work today was ok I guess. We have a new manager and she’s pretty old (borderline elderly), and pretty conservative. The conservative nature of her personality would be ok, but the keyholders, myself included, are noticing it kind of treads on the line of racism. She’s been really rude to all employees but me and another older guy named Doug. Coincidentally, the two of us also happen to be the only other “white” employees other than herself.

Some of the other questionable things she’s done/said include referring to someone as a “little native girl” and complaining all the Indian employees stink and need to be spoken to about their hygiene (and no one else feels this way but her). So we’re keeping an eye on it, and if it progresses then I guess we’ll contact HR and formally file a complaint.

Sigh.

Sipdown (166/170)!

Cold Brew! 15 hours? Glad to be done with this one – I was getting really sick of it. Thankfully, I parceled some up for someone in a swap and for my brother and that emptied off the in enough for me to finish it up in a slightly overleafed cold brew. Now my Superberry can go in the tin! Hooray!

Kind of medicinal citrus… Pretty happy to be rid of it.

We once had a good thing, but no longer.

In the timolino for work.

I really wanted to add milk to it but thought that maybe that would be a bad idea what with the salt in this. I’m glad I didn’t though; this was perfectly good on its own. Surprisingly though I kept thinking of Della Terra’s Eight Candles blend as I was drinking it: today this tasted spot on for that complete with marshmallow notes.

Odd.

I’m sure I made Salted Caramel though; I specifically remember how empty the tin was of this and how I decided I don’t plan to restock it. Eight Candles is in a bag…

Meh.