You know how sometimes when you’re painting you start out with these lofty aspirations of colour experimentation? I’m just going add a dash of this, and a dash of that, and… And in the end the beautiful hue you were hoping to create resembles something not entirely unlike … mud?
That’s this tea. It is … not good. It seems like it would be lovely, on paper, but no. Sadly, the result is a thing whose fragrance made my nose crinkle and whose taste made my tongue try to mimic my nose. I can’t even describe why it’s so awful, it just is.
I don’t have the heart to rate it, just stashing this note here so I don’t accidentally buy it.