Red Rose

like most others, this was the tea that I grew up with. My mother usually purchased it to make sun tea during the summer. As a college student I keep the tea around the house because it is cheap and ‘somewhat’ tasty. I will usually drink any plain tea such as this, probably from the several years spent tagging along to random coney islands at bizarre hours of the night with my ‘hip’ coffee drinking friends.
-i also totally collect the figurines that come in the boxes :)

Gets me going in the morning. I can’t seem to give it up for something better.

This is my morning cuppa when I’m too tired to care what I’m drinking. As someone else said “an easily available cheap and cheerful tea”.

I have a mixed relationship with Red Rose’s Black Tea. On the one hand, this is the stuff my father drank when I was growing up, and sampling his cups of tea were a major part of what convinced me that tea was gross and for grownups – something I didn’t conquer until after a trip to England! On the other hand, I LOVED the little figurines that came in each box, and I wish I still had them because I think they’re cute and fun.

So tea = meh, ugh, yuck. (But I haven’t had it in ten+ years; I’m sure if I drank it now I’d be able to appreciate the flavor more.)
Packaging/promotional goods = AWESOME.

While this isn’t my favourite tea in the world when I’m in my tea-snob mood, it reminds me of the comforts of home. A little cream, a little sugar, and a whole lot of happiness.

nothing extra special, nothing bad, but a nice warm cup on a cold grey day with special friends

I used to livein England for five years. When I returned to America, loosing my favourite tea brands was disappointing. But Red Rose was the closest I found of an easily available cheap and cheerful tea.

Try drinking a cup of mint tea and then making a Red Rose as the next cuppa in the same mug. Gives the Red Rose a nice hint of mint, but not enough to overpower the flavour.

This is a favorite from my childhood. Mom discovered it when she lived in Canada and now I’m hooked. You have to be really careful about not oversteeping, though, because it gets bitter fast.