… I got into the kitchen and found my teachest raided.
Two used bags had been left to dry and rot on top of it – I wonder if someone is trying to piss me off intentionaly, but I think it’s just some poor absentminded parttimers who don’t know that the tea is PRIVATE.
sigh In truth I am just very upset to find that the only tea left was the green rhubarb.
It’s creamy, sweet and green – and soo very not what I need at the moment.
As for the tea… well. It’s good.
Many things can be said about me, but I rather not go into details… Other than the facts that: Yes, I am from Greenland (Yeah, it’s totaly awesome!) and I love my books, cats and tea.
I love all kinds of tea, but must confess a greater love towards the Da Hong Pao and a deep hatred for Ceylon and Pickwick. (Yes, I am aware that Ceylon is area). Sorry, It’s not them, it’s me.
Other than that I love the greens, the whites and the blacks (and all of the things in the middle) evenly.
Rating system – I love the smileyrate here on steepster, so I’ll just follow that. That’s 1 point for the worst tea in the history of man, and 100 point for some of the best tea… note that I usually rate high because I am a optimist and love all things tea.
“You can’t get a cup of tea big enough or a book long enough to suit me.”
~ C. S. Lewis
Nuuk, Greenland
That’s just not okay! And expensive stuff too. O.O
Yearh, that’s what I thought!