I remember when smokey teas used to freak me out a little bit, but that was quite awhile back, and I’ve grown accustomed to them, and I enjoy them. I don’t drink them often, lets just say I go through phases with them, but in an effort to drink my way through my entire cupboard once a month (it will probably never happen, LOL, but every month I start off optimistically thinking that I can), I’m making more of an effort this week to drink a cup or 2 of each of my smokey black teas, this one included.
How does this one measure up? Well, I didn’t do any kind of comparison between this one & the other 4 in my collection, so for now I’ll just say that it’s tasty. It is definitely thick with pine smoke, but also has a sweetness too it, more of a fruit taste, as opposed to the caramelized brown sugar taste that I get with some, and I’m grateful that the tea is packaged within a ziplock bag, as well as the other packaging, because it’s deeply aromatic, as a lapsang should be, & I probably should move it into one of my many empty tins, but I love the picture on the front of little red cup’s package. Maybe I’ll cut the package up & attach it to the outside of a tin…
A bowl of grits! How I miss grits.
Sounds like a perfect morning.
What a beautiful, evocative post!