This is one of the very first teas I bought when I started drinking loose leaf — and I remember it vividly because I made the rookie mistake of ordering 8 oz., thinking it would probably last me a couple of months. I still have the remains of that bag. Through sheer perseverance I managed to drink most of it, but with about an ounce left to go, I’m going to have to throw in the towel — what’s left of it has gone weirdly off. It’s not exactly rancid but it definitely does not taste right. So goodbye, Earl Grey Creme. After all the time we’ve spent together, I think I’m going to have to give this last bit a viking burial or something.