A box of this tea was left on the up-for-grab’s table in our library breakroom, so I decided to take it home. The name sounded great… cinnamon horchata? Yum!
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Welp, I now know why this tea was being given away for free. The teabag smells like stinky feet and cinnamon, and the steep cup… just smells like stinky feet. I’m not exactly sure how to put the taste into words, except HORCHATA THIS IS NOT. This is a musty damp basement where a lone cinnamon stick was left forgotten in a corner.
It’s so bad, but I can’t bring myself to take it back to work and put it on the up-for-grab’s table, passing it on like the curse from “The Ring.” If I have noticable sleep benefits from it, I’ll probably try steeping a teabag with something stronger (like some roasted buckwheat or Teeccino, maybe hot cocoa) to use it up. If my sleep still sucks after drinking this monstrocity of a cup, it’s gettin’ tossed.
Flavors: Stinky Feet, Mold, Dank, Cinnamon(?)