I received the following review by text from my Tennessee friend last night: “Orange Creamsicle is a winner!”
I heartily agree. My eyes rolled back in my head with pleasure when I sniffed the pouch…scent memories that go all the way back to the church camp snack bar orange push-up pops. (I chose to stomp out the accompanying memories of those embarrassingly tortured junior high summer camp romances. It would just spoil the experience ;)
Steeped at three minutes fifteen, the orange was spit-spot accurate in flavor with no tartness. It lost a tiny bit of the creaminess, but with a little half-and-half, I felt like I was drinking melted ice cream. Reached the bottom of the cup far too soon.