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This tea makes my upper lip quiver in longing of a fine, curly moustache. The first sip I ever had of it was the best, the first cup so perfect, so warm, so affirming – like a pat on the shoulder from Ron Swanson. No cup since then has been the same.

A ‘woe is me’ tea. I drink birthday cake when I’m feeling particularly piteous and hard-done-by and it always seems to make me feel better. It gives me a squeeze and says ‘oh Vanitea, your life is so hard – how DO you do it?’ Every once in a while we all need that kind of sympathy.

A hit among all my guy friends. We spent a hot summer night playing Halo 3 together and, to cool down, iced strawberry rhubarb parfait bit the heat. Not to mention tasted wonderful with just a bit of agave and gave me and the boys enough mojo to beat the blue team!

Depending on my mood, this is either the perfect tea or a glass of warm water. I mostly had it in spring, though, so I imagine trying it again in winter will be just the thing. Like curling up with a heavily-bearded Swiss lumberjack. Yes siree.

A fantastic tea. Mellow, involved, sweet and comforting, this is the kind of tea you want to pour into a big, fat mug, hold in both hands and curl up watching the rain with. It’s a spritely younger sister bouncing on your bed to get you up in the morning – chipper, sweet and though you might be grumpy to begin with, it’ll turn that frown upside own.

I was surprised by this tea. For some moods it was terrible, for others it was perfect. Absolutely Mexican hot chocolate for me, and a sample I wish I’d gotten more of while it was around. A damn shame indeed.

Perfection. I will never love a tea like I loved this one, and now I’ve run out and I feel as if I’ve lost a friend. A delicious friend I poured boiling water on. Friends like that don’t come along every day, so hold your guava cadabra tight and never let go.

I enjoy this tea as a mate and as a coffee replacement. I keep wanting to try other mates but I can’t quite part with my chocolate rocket. A wonderful morning pick-me-up as a standalone tea or with this perfectly grown-up dinosaur egg oatmeal I fancy. It took a while to grow on me but now it has successfully implanted itself on my heart like a vestigial limb.

Being still a fairly new tea connoisseur, I find oolongs to be very finicky. If I’m not careful with this gentle blend, it gets upset and goes bitter on me. When it’s off, it’s terrible. But when it’s good… ah, when it’s good it’s perfect. A soft tea that needs care before it blossoms. The smell is calming and the taste demands to stand alone, or you’ll lose it. Sweet coconut, warm oolong – who could ask for more?

I adore this tea. When my best friend got tired of me stealing hers, I finally bought a bag myself. This is a tea I offer to tea virgins, who’ve yet to experience the majesty of tea, and every one so far has loved it. The smell is intoxicating, warm and sweet, and the taste is very gentle. A go-to tea for me, undoubtedly, and one I fear running out of.