Hm hm hm hm. The wet leaf holds most of the character here; it smells of betel nut, papery brown dried flowers, wet lake sand.
I taste old books more than basement. Some forest floor and petrichor. The aroma and taste don’t quite keep the promise the wet leaf makes — they’re undoubtedly pleasant, a little watery, and leave me wanting. I might try bumping my ratio next time, actually.
Preparation
5 g
3 OZ / 100 ML