Not your typical breakfast blend, which is entirely fitting for a tea that calls itself Pacific Coast Breakfast. Some brightness, some sweet earthiness and oh, just a hint of smoke. I absolutely loved it. I drank it black, unsweetened, watching hawks sketch beautiful spirals against the morning sky.
Although I can be heard to mutter “Dust! Fannings and dust!” when drinking a poor cup of tea, I really don’t think I’m a tea snob. Want to talk about your favorite tisane with jelly beans in it? I’m there. Want to talk about gyokuro and assam? Done. I welcome the chance to discuss all things tea and tea related because I’m that kind of nerd: a tea nerd. Other things I’m passionate about: my family: my husband and daughter and our Chihuahua and new cat; literature, and social justice. I have poor eyesight, a good temperament, an odd sense of humor and a lot of curiosity.
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