There was a time many years ago when I was snorkeling off the coast of a tropical island. Something about a cruise ship group outing involving a sunken ship. I slyly wriggled my hydrophobic self away from the school of us landlubbing flubbers as I often do in these situations (I went through Alcatraz backwards! without wearing those self-guided tour headphones! How edgy!). Doing my own exploration, I floated and bobbed in the warm sea, letting the sun warm my back as the soft waves carried me out. The ocean whispered a lullaby, one of those sung by the sirens of nefarious intent. Oh look at this, how curious. The continental shelf. The rays filtered through the salty emerald suspension, illuminating the last reaches of the inundated sandy coastline before shearing off into the black abyss. This is bliss. I would be ok with dying right now, peering down, down, down.

Wait, no.

Never whisper your deepest stirrings to the sirens. They answer your call, upset that you’ve had thoughts of breaking free from their enchanting chords, transforming sweet notes into an uproarious clang followed by waves of salty terror crashing into your lungs and when, in desperation, you call for help, the only thing that will come out is watery sputters of what you saw and heard, unintelligible to the flippered fools from whom you foolishly floated away, and thrashing cries of “Let me live!”

Never trust the ocean.

Luckily, this is tea. What could go wrong?

Nice sweet floral aroma that is supplemented in the mouth by whipped cream, a lemon high note, some green bean, asparagus, moss, wood, spiciness, mushroom broth. Soft, sweet and round with a moderate yet soft bitterness giving way to both astringency and minty cooling in the throat before depositing a defined and long-lasting baked mango aftertaste. Becomes more floral as the steeps progress then transforms into a buttery, nutty sweetness with a light layer of oily wax lining the mouth. A healthy-looking blend in the spent leaves. Cha qi seemed absent but then I turned into a bit of a wacky caffeinated jester good for creating some Saturday Night Lulz.

Perhaps a bit too sweet for me but I think you can trust immersing yourself in this emerald sea.

205 °F / 96 °C 7 g 3 OZ / 100 ML

Luckily, this is tea. What could go wrong? LOL. <3 <3 <3

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I most enjoy loose-leaf, unflavored teas and tisanes. Teabags have their place. Some of my favorite teas have a profound effect on mind and body rather than having a specific flavor profile. Terpene fiend.

Favorite teas generally come from China (all provinces), Taiwan, India (Nilgiri and Manipur). Frequently enjoyed though less sipped are teas from Georgia, Japan, Nepal and Darjeeling. While I’m not actively on the hunt, a goal of mine is to try tea from every country that makes it available to the North American market. This is to gain a vague understanding of how Camellia sinensis performs in different climates. I realize that borders are arbitrary and some countries are huge with many climates and tea-growing regions.

I’m convinced European countries make the best herbal teas.

Personal Rating Scale:

100-90: A tea I can lose myself into. Something about it makes me slow down and appreciate not only the tea but all of life or a moment in time. If it’s a bagged or herbal tea, it’s of standout quality in comparison to similar items.

89-80: Fits my profile well enough to buy again.

79-70: Not a preferred tea. I might buy more or try a different harvest. Would gladly have a cup if offered.

69-60: Not necessarily a bad tea but one that I won’t buy again. Would have a cup if offered.

59-1: Lacking several elements, strangely clunky, possess off flavors/aroma/texture or something about it makes me not want to finish.

Unrated: Haven’t made up my mind or some other reason. If it’s pu’er, I likely think it needs more age.

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