A lot of people claim not to like tea. They tend to think it’s slightly flavored hot water. The bland cousin to coffee. I say that these people just haven’t experienced good tea.
When I moved into my apartment, I inherited an entire cupboard full of tea. Lots and lots of tea. In the back was an unpresuming little tin of round sachet tea bags from Zhena’s Gypsy Tea. It wasn’t a brand I was familiar with, nor a flavor that I favored (I’m an Earl Grey girl), so it took me a while to try them. When I did it went something like this:
“Wow, that smells amazing.” I take a sip and scorch the top of my mouth. Ouch! Better wait. A few moments later, take another sip. Burn my tongue. “But it tasted so good for those second!” Get up, jog laps around my tiny apartment so it will cool. Return, blow over the top and try a sip. Still too hot.
When it was finally cool enough to drink, I downed the whole mug. I meant to sip it, you know like you’re supposed to with tea. You sip from your mug for hours, pretending like it isn’t the least bit tepid by the end but is still toasty warm. But I couldn’t resist. I have no idea why it took my so long to brew a mug.
Zhena’s Gypsy Tea blows every other tea I have ever had out of the water. I’m a tea person, I’ve had a lot of tea, and nothing compares. The taste is balanced and rich and certain to raise doubts in the most adamant tea haters. And the company is all Free Trade! So drink on without guilt.
And that is Zhena’s Gypsy Tea, a thing I love.