Every time I drink unsweetened, unflavored chamomile, I remember the first time I drank pure chamomile. It seemed so improbable to me that a single flower could produce a tea that’s both grassy and almost farmy but at the same time so sweet. The magic of chamomile is that no matter how often I drink it, the sweetness is always a surprise and a pleasure.
I got a single bag of this as a sample with a larger order. I brewed it in a glass mug, and I’m glad that I did, because it produces a beautiful, bright yellow, almost golden liquor. I expected an apple flavor but don’t quite find it, although I’m enjoying the hay-like flavor so much that I don’t miss it at all. I’m going to need more of this one.
Preparation
Boiling
5 min, 0 sec
8 OZ / 236 ML
