Derk kindly sent a morning’s worth of this Assam for me to experience. I confess, I didn’t give the first steep a great deal of attention…the only mental notes I made were ooh, nice! and smooooth, which isn’t very helpful to the rest of you.
Did a longer steep the second time around, and it’s delightful. Still thick and satiny on the tongue, and what some people might consider malty is coming through to me as graham cracker. I peeked at What-cha’s write-up and it mentions a little fig hiding in there…I get that now that I’ve read it; probably wouldn’t have picked it up on my own..
Perfect for a damp, broody afternoon while I’m waiting to vacuum. Somebody (human or feline) in the house is always asleep when I need to do noisy housework and somebody is always snoozing on the bed when I need to change the sheets; and we’re tippy-toeing around extra to accommodate a sick fur baby. Toothache, we think. Calling the vet first thing Monday.