Louisa landed at my house a while back courtesy of Michelle; she’s just been huddling in a dark corner waiting for spring-like weather to appear. Sun’s out, temps are temporarily up, so I invited her for my morning cuppa. She approved of the untidiness of my desk.
OK, enough with the cutesie metaphors.
I think there are more flaws in my steeping equipment than flaws in the tea. The drawstring filter bags I use for convenience are great for stronger flavors, but the fiber is a little thick for more subtle teas to make their way through. So…what I ended up with was a really nicely almond-scented cup of chunmee without any distinguishable fruit elements.
Even so, it was a pleasant diversion from my usual mid-morning club-you-over-the-head caffeine breaks.
There are other teas besides builders tea!?!
…and sometimes, my perpetually blasted-out taste buds can detect what’s in ’em!