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This is a very sweet and earthy tea, with lots of chocolatey, caramel-y, maybe coconut-y goodness.
It’s an easy tea to love. It’s precisely what it purports itself to be. There’s no subtlety here. “Hello, I taste like a chocolate macaroon.” “Oh. I enjoy those.” “Well, then, you’ll probably enjoy me.” Handshake.
I wish I had sophisticated, nuanced taste. I really do. But I am not classy. I have a screaming inner child demanding sugar all the time, and this shuts her up nicely. It hits the spot. Thanks, David’s Tea. You’re my homie.

This is the Ingrid Michaelson of teas, by which I mean it’s very sweet and delicate.
There will be times that it’s perfect. Today is such a time, with a leisurely pace of tasks to be completed, pop music on the speakers, sun outside.
This is not frantic-day tea, or heavy-metal tea, or tea-with-cigarette.
This is not breakup-tea, or fresh-romance tea.
This is the tea of a nicely-settled life, with a dusting of optimism on top.

After trying a really weird green tea that tasted like grass and butt, I was worried about giving green tea another go. What if this flavor was ALSO yogi farts?!
It’s not!
This flavor didn’t taste like weeds growing over a gravesite AT ALL.
It’s subtle, sweet, nutty, and leaves a really nice taste on the tongue.
It’s like running across someone you knew as a kid — and they’re doing well, and you’re genuinely happy for them.
It’s staying in a rich person’s well-appointed guest room with towels and extra sheets nicely folded at the bottom of the bed.
If this flavor were a color palette, it’d be spring buttercups and pastels.

This tea tastes lovely, but has a very weird smell about it. A cloying, fake smell — like a woman who wants to corner you in a room and show you pictures of her daughters in ribbons and tutus until you die.
I think that this hyper-dense sweet note is the “cream.”
Everything else about this tea is like wrapping oneself in a hand-crocheted afghan on a porch swing. It’s old-timey and classic (as Early Grey is wont to be).
I just don’t think I’ll be purchasing this “cream” thing again.

I’m not going to lie, team: I bought this tea because I have a crush on president Obama. The idea behind this tea (half black, half white, get it?) is totally pandering. Despite the conceptual contrivance, this tastes great. The white tea takes the edge off the black tea. It’s “just right.” It’s a good basic tea. I prefer nuttier/sweeter/more extreme teas, but this one is a classic I keep going back to.

I had an orange blossom roll-on perfume from Bath & Body Works that I was obsessed with in middle school — so when I spotted this in my supermarket, I had to have it. Alas, it was bitter and grassy and made me very sad. I put it on the break room table at work, marked it “free!”, and someone else made off with it.