Maybe it’s because I remember it from childhood, but sometimes there’s nothing like a good old strong bagged tea to put hair on your chest…..er, actually that’s not the desired result.
When I was a kid, the Boston Tea Party tea from the supermarket that came in a copper colored tin was the end-all, be-all of teas for me, and this reminds me of it. Sadly, the other one is no longer made. This is maybe a bit more clove-y, but still nice when time is of the essence.