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Originally Posted by beppe
And I felt again in the trap of the neophyte. Blast, blast blast. Instead of learning my tea's and making sure that all is well this side of the Chines Wall, I bought 50 gr of Darjeeling and brew a cup with it. So?
So nothing, just a faint soapy feeling and the astringent suspicion of tannin. Oh oh. I started to feel insecure about my mouth: the day before (this was happening yesterday) I had made experiments with spices, so I might have saturated something. No problem. I brew a cup of my old friend Keemun, and I found again all the subtle and reassuring sensations. Rather like when ... Nah, this I am not going to tell. Two theories:a) she sold me a flop b) Darjeeling is a flop. I mean as I found it I would define it a mild filler.
Maybe a tiny pinch of burnt tyres?
Maybe the aged tea that Astra is drinking and that the lady in the red berret that looks like bjones6416 is maybe buying, is it the tea that my two old civil servants gave me years back? It tasted of dust more than burnt tyres. Decaying dust, not like truffle, or musk, rather like ash.
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I can't be of much help since I'm much more of a neophyte than you, except to cheer you up with my Christmas outfit!
