
I’ve been busy ordering tea, chasing a few interesting leads.

Out with the old…
The spoon scraped hard against the bottom of the caddy. The “cheap but good enough as a palate cleanser and general digestive system degreasant” Golden Sail brand shou Pu-erh was all gone. Oh.

My jury-rigged meat thermometer powered kettle works well enough for boiling smaller amounts of water, or when I want to accurately heat water to 80-85 °C for green, white, or yellow tea.

Sometimes, when it comes to tea, I like to turn off that automatic inside-of-the-head warning mechanism – you know, the robotic sounding one similar to the ones large service vehicles sport, the one that says “Caution, the packet of tea you are about to purchase may not meet your minimum requirements for quality. Please return to shelf.”

Once upon a time clan Teaist were visiting a shop that specialises in foodstuffs from the Middle East and North Africa.

Before I go any further, let it be noted that I recorded my tasting notes for this tea on the back of an old shopping list.