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.
3 min, 15 sec
1 tsp