I adore raspberries. As a kid my hands were always stained red during the summer from picking wild raspberry bushes. So, I can’t pass up a raspberry infusion with a mate as a pick me up in the morning.
Dry it smells of fresh lemongrass and raspberry. But Wowee! is it ever tart! The tartness hides any evidence of the mate, but I do feel the caffinee in the morning. I can’t drink this tea by itself, but I mix it with a variety of fruity herbals or oolong, and fill my morning tumbler for the trip to work. I’m not sure if I would purchase it again, but it is growing on me and it does get me going in the morning.
Oh, I’ve had those raspberries moments too, except I wasn’t as neat as you were, my mom tells me I had a berry face coming out of the bushes! Sigh, nostalgia….