When I bought this, I saw coco in the description and said “Ooooh chocolate chai!” and threw it in my cart. When it arrived I said “Oooooh I’m in the mood for some chocolate!” and made a pot. I tasted it and said to my husband “I don’t taste any chocolate!” and he said “I taste coconut” and I said “But it’s supposed to be chocolate!” and this went on for quite awhile before I USED MY READING SKILLZ to read both the packet and website which clearly states coconut. I’m not sure if this is better or worse than when I pried all of the little tongs off of Harney’s tagalong tins for months before realizing that you simply have to press the top to open it. I continue my reign as Steepster’s biggest dodo bird.
ANYWAY – Half way into the packet, I am finally over the embarrassment and can drink the tea for what it is — a sweet, delicious coconut chai. There is some pepper which nicely balances the very sweet coconut. Great choice in this one, even though I’m not usually big on the pepper. The chai spices are balanced. I still love the cinnamon chai the best, but am very happy with this as a change of pace, especially when I’m craving something sweet.
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You are FAR from a dodo bird! Speaking of birds, I got a new hen yesterday and she is so pretty and sweet. She escaped once in the car but rode happily in her nest on the 90 minute drive home. She got really excited when hubby stopped at Bojangles for a drink and fries, and we had to give her half the fries!
Haha! It was pretty hysterical! I just knew she was going to get past hubby and escape the car entirely. He got her back in her cage and she was nestled in until the fries came…
My hard copy may have perished, but one of these days, if I ever find “The Great Chicken Rodeo” story I wrote for a magazine (based on a story my mom told me) I will send it your way.
I would’ve made the same reading error (coco = cocoA).
You are FAR from a dodo bird! Speaking of birds, I got a new hen yesterday and she is so pretty and sweet. She escaped once in the car but rode happily in her nest on the 90 minute drive home. She got really excited when hubby stopped at Bojangles for a drink and fries, and we had to give her half the fries!
Haha! It was pretty hysterical! I just knew she was going to get past hubby and escape the car entirely. He got her back in her cage and she was nestled in until the fries came…
Your post about the Chicken Run was the best laugh of the day yesterday :)
My hard copy may have perished, but one of these days, if I ever find “The Great Chicken Rodeo” story I wrote for a magazine (based on a story my mom told me) I will send it your way.
yeah i’m with gmathis coco = cocoa :)
Gmathis: Please do!
Haha don’t worry, a sales associate once told me that tons of people make that same mistake, and it’s totally understandable.