This Fe-BRRRRR-ary afternoon is making me shamelessly (or deliciously) lazy, depending on how you look at it. Husband helped me defrost and de-ice and wander in to play with my Sunday kids for a bit. Remember playing with the scratch paper in art class that had a black waxy coating over a swirly neon pattern? That was our early arriver activity: my crew scratched out a panda bear, a t-rex looking in the mirror, an arsenal of swords, and a “Julie and the Phantoms” tribute page.
So that made me tired. Yeah, that’s it. All the better to enjoy a cup of tea that deserves your full attention.
This is actually the second steep report. I first reported that it had ground cinnamon mixed in with the tieguanyin (I think) base. Inaccurate. Omit ground cinnamon; insert “little broken hunks of cinnamon stick that you can smell from three feet away while you are steeping.”
The second steep is amost equally as strong as the first, minus the floral lilt of the first steep. Smells good, the steam is lovely in your face.