A Gothic soaring goes with today's high mountain tea.
Mt. Everest makes one think of Nepal, and that may be where this tea comes from. Alas, the Bamboo Tea House doesn't give any information, so I don't know. I do know it doesn't grow that high - nothing does except ice crystals. This attractive mix of small black, gold and brown leaves gives off a rich aroma of tobacco, wine and good, clean earth, but not in the sense that Puerh is earthy.
I used a biggish teaspoon of tea and brewed it for 3.5 minutes with boiling water. The brew was a lot lighter amber color than I expected. So was the taste. There were not a lot of nuances to it, which in my book makes it an ideal morning tea. It was mild, with a little earthiness and quite smooth. It went well with some cream.
Yesterday we had one lone Tom Turkey eating the spilled seeds around the bird feeder. This is unusual, as turkeys usually are only seen as a flock. He may be one the eldest tom kicked out to find his own harem or one that is too old and a young turk kicked him out. Or maybe he's just lost. Turkeys are not known for being brainy. We also have a lone blue jay who doesn't seem to be very happy with me and comes to the window to scold. The feeders are too small for him to really be able to get seed and he is too snazzy to eat from the ground.