1108 Tasting Notes
And so I found a wallet today, full of cards and absent of money. It was lying in a busy street with tons of people milling about, so there was no running after someone who might be its owner. I searched for the person’s phone number based on information on his driver’s license and I’ve been calling the number repeatedly over the past few hours while getting no response and no voicemail. I would like to tell this person not to panic, that I have his wallet, and would possibly arrange to meet or drop it off as convenient.
The way things are looking now, I am going to drop this wallet into a mailbox and I will try to reach this person to let him know that his wallet is on its way to him.
This tea has kept me company today. Well, I did spill my first travel mug all over the yoga floor. Thankfully, I had a backup carry mug of this. I’d like to mention here that, to me, this does taste eggnog-like, some times more than others, of course. And obviously, it is tea, so it is not going to have the full on dozen eggs and a few cups of brandy feeling of real eggnog. However, often the creaminess comes through and the nutmeg is prominent amongst the other chai spices. Delicious tea. Perfect for winter.
The remaining bit at the bottom of the pouch was slightly over the amount of leaf I would ordinarily use. I steeped it up anyway. Expecting an overly strong brew, I added a bit of cream. It’s ok, but just ok. Time to say goodbye.
edit—Once I began adding more straight tea from my tea thermos to my cup, diluting the cream, the flavour perked up considerably. Very much cookie butter with a hint of pumpkin spice. I am happy to see the flavour revived as I bid this tea farewell.
And it’s a sip down!
This morning, I went for a good long walk in this frigid weather with a friend. After having been a bit of a slug during the holiday period, I really need to get some sort of routine in place, at least when my health cooperates. And so, a start.
I took this tea with me in my tea thermos so that I would have something hot and ready when I was done. I didn’t quite make it through the full walk that we had planned, but it is likely better to quit while you still have a bit of wherewithal to still get home. So grateful to have this with me when I crawled onto public transit. And sat there with my hot delicious tea. Chai really is the best thing when your thighs have frozen.
I am home now, but I am done. Done. And now to rest.