513 Tasting Notes
Due to some other beverages that I consumed post-tea, this note may not be very articulate. Just sayin’
I do wonder what miracles might take place if I were to add a touch of milk and sugar to this tea. I already like it just fine as it is, although it’s still novel enough to me at this point that I am always conscious of the fact that there’s nothing added to it, which just feels weird. But it also tastes good and comforting. Still though, the milk and sugar addre always wonders.
It needs to be said here that VariaTea took a look at my shopping list, and then proceeded to put pretty much the whole thing into a package and mailed it to me. Our dear Anna in Italy did likewise, and this has resulted in an incredibly spoiled keychange indeed. You guys are so lovely. As my friend read out name after name of teas I’d coveted for so long, I just kept gasping and nearly teared up.
“So you guys just all send each other tea? Like, from around the world?”
“Yup, we sure do.” I said proudly.
“Wow. So isn’t coming home to your mail box and packaging off tea to send so much fun?”
“Oh, you have no idea.”
And man is it ever true.
So this tea was one I’d read really good reviews about, and a little while ago, i went through a phase where i wanted to try a lot of mint teas, especially vanilla mint teas, because I don’t typically like chocolate flavouring in my tea. But I’ve also come to realize that it sounded so much better in my head than it was in the cup, and this goes for pretty much any mint tea I’ve had: mint to be, Santa’s secret, the various dellaterra offerings. I think the only exception is Stacy’s peppermint patty, but I can’t remember that one nearly as well since I had it a while ago.
There’s a distinct smell to all dellaterra teas, I think, and this one was no exception. It did smell of vanilla or chocolate though, and I set to brewing it for four minutes. The mint is a bit muted here, covered by that vague dellaterra cake/vanilla/sweet combination of stuff, and the cup was definitely easy to drink, although I am grateful to know that I now won’t have to charge out and buy an oz of it (which I couldn’t do anyway LOL—the site is out).
Thanks so so much, VariaTea! Your package goes out Tuesday!
You know, my tasting notes are going to get really boring because I keep drinking the same tea. I haven’t had this one in a while though, and wanted something easy to prepare with breakfast. I still like it very much, but must admit that it is indeed very French in its composition, as it is definitely flavoured but still with a bit of a thin mouth feel. Which is fine-I don’t think Paris ever aspired to be a “hearty” tea. If you like vanilla with a faint hint of bergamot and with some other stone fruits thrown in, I’d give this tea a go. I think I’ll keep sachets of this handy, but might order a loose-leaf version next time around to see if there’s a noticeable difference.
So this tea is still in its probationary phase with me. And I’ve liked it, but I’m already pretty certain i won’t be restocking it. I’m also pretty certain that I’ll be doling out a lot of it to you guys, so if anyone would like some, speak up. I don’t dislike it, but I also don’t like it enough to think I need to horde it or anything. I should have known better because I don’t tend to like things that are described as “roasty”, and that descriptor has come up in pretty much everyone’s tasting note. But then I heard that people were adding milk and sugar, and you know that’s my jam, so I was willing to give it a try. And I like it better than Genmaicha, which seems to be far more savoury.
So yes, probation continues, but the sharing also starts now.
I also followed that tea up with a lot of cotton candy and a south park episode. Mmm.
I had this tea with my dinner, which consisted of blueberry waffles drizzled with butter and real maple syrup that I got when at the cottage resort up north last weekend. I couldn’t have had a better dinner. I haven’t had dellaterra’s blueberry crumble in a while, and so perhaps I’m not doing it justice in my memory, but I dare say I would probably restock this one over that one. It could also be because I’m starting to feel a bit disenchanted with tea in travel mugs, because try as I might, I think it’s just an inevitable reality that consuming tea is a holistic experience, and to drink it out of a travel mug will necessarily mean that it’s different from having it out of an ordinary cup. And some people can cope with that better than I can, I think. I just hate the feeling of putting one of my favourite teas in my travel mug only to like it less and wonder if it’s me, the tea, or the mug.
But whatever. It’s Friday and fuck yeah Canada!! Our boss went out this afternoon, got everyone at the office burritos and beer, and we holed up in her office and just watched the game all afternoon. That’s what I call a great boss!
How exactly do you know when something has become a staple in your permanent collection? and by that I don’t mean a “tea like this one”, but this particular one? I’m on my second tin of this and my love is still running strong, so I’d definitely consider this among mine, but am just curious as to how you guys feel. Because it’s so easy to love a tea oh so much when you first get it, but somehow over time the novelty can ware off some, and, well, you know how the rest goes.
This tea was paired with a croissant on this very sleepy Friday morning. I got a little less smoke and a touch more astringency than I’m used to getting, but the grace of the queen is such that there’s never really anything unpleasant about her.
Sorry I can’t be more eloquent. I really ought to still be sleeping, and am awake against my will.
Well, the good news is that despite waking up exhausted, I don’t feel nearly as compelled to pack my bags and move to rageville this morning. Even still, I thought a good, angry Russian tea might fit the bill perfectly. This actually ended up being a sample sip down, despite the fact that there was more in the sample bag than for only two servings, but unbeknownst to me, a tiny hole somehow got into the bottom of the package yesterday, and so of course there I was, standing there last night, bag unzipped and inhaling the smell of a campfire, when all of a sudden a river of tea just cascades the hell down my top, and sticks to my recently lotioned skin! uggh. But it was also kind of funny.
Anyway, I had this with my cupcake this morning. It’s a bit of a thinner tea, not in flavour, but in consistency, and I must say I prefer the relative heft of the Queen (obv), but still-I like smoky teas now enough to say that I’d want one on hand, especially in the fall and winter.
And now to sit at my office while it rains, rains, rains. And then I’ll have to swim home.
Ok so I’ve seriously been extremely ragey, pretty much all week, and for absolutely no good reason. But I’m talking like, rage that’s so big and disproportionate. I feel like one of those people in an anger management movie: panting, nostrils flaring, nearly foaming at the mouth at the most minor indiscretion. Like someone could be a bit too chatty at work today, and although I’d ordinarily happily participate, I was wanting to yell and throw things and tell everyone to eff off immediately, and then to go perform very vulgar acts to top it all off just because it feels good to say those kinds of things when you’re mad.
So anyway, I got this tea because of some promotion on Valentine’s day, and decided to drink it straight tonight. rage doesn’t allow for additions, so it was just a six minute steep and me. And it was actually pretty decent, given there was nothing added. Many a steepsterite before me have described this tea with careful attention to detail and nuance, so I won’t bore you, but I’ll just say that it does taste vaguely of apple crisp with almonds, and while i don’t know that I’ll rush out to restock, I’d say I’m happy enough to keep a small supply on hand because it’s a caffeine free option that I actually don’t hate.
Ok, off to get needlessly mad about more things. It’s actually kind of hilarious, because i’m typically very calm and even-tempered, so it’s kind of fascinating in a messed up way. The solution is to drink more tea.
Is there any particular tea you guys like to drink when you’re angry?
I seem to really enjoy this tea in a real mug but not so much in a travel mug. i was actually going to take hot cinnamon spice to work this morning, but remembered that I haven’t had this one in a while. Perhaps it’s the delicate nature of the coconut flavour, or maybe it’s the fact that the creaminess I get in a real cup is somehow diminished by all the trapped heat-who knows. Either way, still a great tea, but definitely doesn’t shine its brightest in a travel mug.
Ah I’m posting this note hours after consuming this tea, which feels a bit wrong because I want to do it justice. I do remember, however, my first experience with a smoky black tea-it was the keemun hao ya a (which is somehow different from a keemun hao ya b, etc…?), and it was from art of Tea. I remember the distinct impression that the tea smelled of barn yard, and unfortunately that association persisted until I finished the sample. I posted about it to you fine folk, and one of you implored me not to give up on smoky teas, and so I did my best to soldier on. I loved the Queen, and she’s got a smoky element to her, and this one also came highly recommended from ifjuly whom I like a great deal.
This tea did smell predictably smoky as soon as I opened the package, although I can’t say I immediately envisioned a barn, which I suppose is a good thing. Once brewed, it retained its smoky smell, but I was also getting hints of burnt chocolate, along with…another smell that I can’t really place. It sort of smelled as though a house was burning-you know that smell that will drift about a most unfortunate neighborhood when a house is burning down? sort of that salty smell that, if not for being born to you on crisp fall or winter air, might actually be more upsetting? I mean, of course it’s upsetting-the thought of anyone’s home burning down is very tragic…oh my god, how the hell did my tasting note feature a burning family home? aaahhh. But basically, there’s an almost salty aspect to the burning chocolate smoke smell of this tea. That particular facet of the smell doesn’t translate into the taste, however. The tea tastes lovely, with hints of dark chocolate, malt, and campfire, and I loved it. I don’t actually know what’s Russian about smoke, but hey, I’ll take it. I also realized that for me (and others, I imagine), enjoying a good smoky tea is a bit of an acquired taste. Mr. Keychange took a sip of my tea this morning and said that it seemed weird but that he could get used to it. I pretty much inhaled the cup alongside my double vanilla buttercream cupcake, and would be happy to have a tea like this in my collection. There’s probably enough left in the sample for another cup.