2310 Tasting Notes
Inattentively oversteeped at work, so something went a little bitter (not sure which ingredient that would’ve been). Threw in some rock sugar as an antidote.
User failure notwithstanding, this is a nice variation on the candy cane theme. I actually notice the cream first, with the peppermint kicking in from behind.
Ugh, January. While the snowflakes that are landing on our porch mat are precisely formed six-pointed ice crystals, the wind is just too stinkin’ cold to appreciate them.
Hunkering down for the evening with a cup of this nice custom Adagio blend—decaf black tea, hazelnut, and honeybush; even creamier and more comforting with milk. Wish I could guess the proportions and try to replicate it with pantry tea ingredients. My half-tin is getting old—I’m not seeing this custom blend on the Adagio website any more—but it’s been stored decently and still has some life in it.
Stay warm out there.
Well, hello there! Long time no steep.
It doesn’t look like this blend is available loose yet; it was an entry in the little pyramid gift box I received for Christmas. (I am in love with the little triangular Tea Forte boxes and refuse to pitch them until I can figure out how to recycle them into a game or craft for my Sunday kids). But I digress.
I approached with great caution, since the ingredients consist largely of two things I don’t like—hibiscus and licorice. Strangely, they cancel each other out, and what is left is a reasonably neutral fruit tea. I am not sure I completely got “cherry” out of it; if I did, it was fruit-cherry and not candy-cherry. Not bad for something I probably wouldn’t have selected on my own.
This random steeping is actually a review of the bag I steeped it in. Most of my tea buddies have adequate gear that allows me to share unbagged loose leaves. However, once in a while, a DIY paper filter is helpful, either for sharing or for dealing with looseleaf at the office.
I have used the T-Sac brand for years, but they are a little finicky in that the only closure is a flap that isn’t always very secure and can land you with a cup of leaf soup. So, courtesy, of a gift card, I found a drawstring variety at Amazon and bought a bundle: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07F5W6TPX/ref=ppx_yo_dt_b_asin_title_o00_s00?ie=UTF8&psc=1
The drawstrings aren’t in a loop, so they can be tied in a hard knot, and the filter material is pretty substantial, which means steep time needs to be increased just a bit. Further research will be required in that area. But all in all, cheap and performs as advertised.
Some of my clothes want me to lose some weight. The month of January (lack of light, lack of exercise, lack of serotonin, etc.) doesn’t care whether I do or not. While the two are battling it out, I am hoping these little babies will help stem the 1:30 p.m. “just shut up and give me a three-pack of Zingers” blues.
They were a Christmas present from my son—a three pack of Classic Iced Tea, Citrus Green Tea, and Green Tea Latte. So far, I’ve haven’t ventured further than the Classic, but it does taste exactly like southern sweet tea with simple syrup. I don’t like it in a glass, but in a hard candy, it’s pretty tasty!
I’ll just stick this review in “Random” because my “Premium Classic Black Tea” from TeaMaze is also marked “limited edition” and is nowhere to be found on the website now.
Hubby picked this one—I would have passed it up due to lack of information—but I’m glad he did. There’s no variety mentioned in the packet description and trying to place it is a little bit like leafing through a “Where’s Waldo?” book. The bass notes have some Keemun leather-and-mahogany, but the treble is pure Juicy Fruit Gum, like an oolong. Hmm.
I’m looking at a window full of slow snow—wafting down like little cotton parachutes; the kind that creates very little worry because there won’t be much and the temp is just above freezing. It’s also the kind that makes you lazy because it’s so soothing to watch.
So I’m using that as an excuse to rock in my favorite chair and alternate peeking outside with peeking at old episodes of Northern Exposure. You need to find and watch the episodes with Marilyn and the Flying Guy. They are adorable.
Sitting next to me is a little cup of Caramel Apple Chai. I am picky about my chai. I want the spice to be light enough I can taste the other ingredients. I can. The apple is nicely evident, the spice isn’t obnoxious, and you can coax out the caramel with a little milk and sugar.
The dry leaves had a nice apricot scent which translated nicely into fruit flavor that lasted throughout the whole cup. The almond/amaretto was secondary, but detectable. That’s OK; I have terrible luck with almond stuff getting bitter, so less was more.
Good for a bedtime that I’m going to have to adjust to accommodate going back to work come Monday.
The new year arrived with a bang at our house. Lots of them, actually. For those of you who have not had the privilege of weathering a Midwest ice storm, there’s nothing like hearing frozen limbs slam onto your roof and praying that they don’t jab holes in your shingles. Come join us next time! (All appears to be well and the power lines held.)
I had already set this out to drink on New Year’s morning, but a little joy was especially in order after the lousy night’s sleep. Gifted to us by niece and nephew along with some other funny, random Chinese grocery items (smoked eel, anybody?), it was nicely and securely sealed, with big, rolled leaves.
According to my husband, who likes his oolong stewed to the consistency of mud, it “wasn’t toasty enough.” Sleep-deprived impatient steeping probably had something to do with that. However, I liked it just fine—it is does lean toward the wheat-toast flavor category rather than peachy-fruity. Perfectly acceptable second steep.