I made the mistake of leaving the house today and trying to adult (while hungry) in a world full of inconsiderate a-holes. It’s one of the downsides to living in a heavily populated area. People feel cramped by each other and take out their frustrations on whoever is nearby. To top it off it’s a sad anniversary for my family, so now I’m back at home hiding and trying to find comfort in a cup of tea.
I made this cup first thing this morning, put it in a thermos, wasn’t very impressed with it and moved on to two other mediocre cups of tea. I opened one of the Fauchon teas I recently bought and it isn’t what I thought it was. The samples they had out to smell weren’t labeled and someone must have switched the placement, leading me to buy a black tea with chamomile. Not my thing.
Much later in the day I find myself picking up my thermos and trying this tea again. Not bad. Much better than this morning. Maybe it just needed to cool a little? It smells like caramel and butterscotch candies and has a soft flavor of them too. The finish is nice as well. I imagine this would be good sweetened and maybe with some creamer to amp up the flavors. I’ll have to try to remember that for the next cup.
