Another goodie from ashmanra. The first adjective that came to mind after a 4-ish minute steep was pure. Crisp. Clean. No thickness on the tongue. It’s got enough strength to qualify as a waker-upper, but no muddiness or bitterness. (My sleepy eyes thank you!)
Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.
Southwest Missouri
This one is good with maple syrup, too! Glad you liked it!