Thoughts and commentary on all things tea.
NaNoTeaMo, Day 30: “The White Forest Oolong Finish Line”
Holy heck . . . I made it.
This is it, Day 30. The final post in my self-inflicted NaNoTeaMo challenge. No one put me up to it; I wasn’t trying to prove anything. The only reason I did it was to see if I had any ounce of writing discipline in me. Apparently, I do. And then some.
NaNoTeaMo, Day 29: “A Forward Foreword to a Fermented Puerh
I have a confession to make, but I’m going to do it in the most roundabout way possible. Don’t worry, I’ll get to a point (eventually), and I’ll somehow try to segue into tea. But I warn you, it won’t be pretty. And neither is my confession. It involves a spelling error, a really public spelling error that no one seemed to pick up on.
Earlier this week, I received this in the mail.
Myths & Legends of Tea by Gary Robson.
And I was psyched. Actually, I’ve received a few tea books recently, and I will get to all of them in due time. Including this one; but that’s not why I was so psyched. I immediately turned to the introduction. Why? Because . . . I WAS the introduction!!!
NaNoTeaMo, Day 26: “Obligatorily Weird Thanksgiving Tea Post”
I think it’s mandatory that if one is going to post a blog on Thanksgiving Day, they actually have to give thanks to something or someone. And, trust me, I will do just that. But not right this second. You see, I have a weird Camellia species to talk about first.
Photo owned by Seven Cups
NaNoTeaMo, Day 22: “AKA Spike My Ceylons with Jessica Jones”
Before reading the ramblings below, it’ll probably help you to visualize it being read by Humphrey Bogart. To set the proper mood.
If that’s too difficult, or way to serious a voice . . . then picture Garrison Keillor as Guy Noir reading this aloud.
Both are applicable.
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It was a chilly Fall evening, and I just finished a rather grueling work weekend. One that made me yearn for food that was bad for me . . . and women that were worse. Luckily, both were in great supply and very nearby. Fast food was easily found and consumed, and now it was time to binge on a fast woman. Faster than me, anyway.
For you see . . . Jessica Jones premiered on Netflix last Friday.
NaNoTeaMo, Day 19: “The Making of Misty Peat Puerh, Part 2”
For Part 1, go HERE.
I last left off stating that I declared this experiment a success. The puerh leaves took up the bourbon scenting quite well. Almost too well.
When I got home that evening from my brother’s house, I even had my sister and niece smell the can. My niece’s commentary was, “It smells like a Sharpie!”
Oddly enough, it did. Very pungent liquor aroma. The following day, I did a couple of follow-up tests to see how even the taste was.
NaNoTeaMo, Day 18: “The Making of Misty ‘Peat’ Puerh, Part 1”
In the Fall of 2014, I did a write-up about Misty Peak Teas, and a tea session I had with its head cheerleader, Nicholas Lozito, in his backyard. I had a lot of tea that day, and some of the thoughts swirling in my head were less than conventional. One of them occurred when I noticed this:
Photo courtesy of Nicholas Lozito.
He had a giant bamboo platter of puerh leaves just . . . lying there.
I asked him what they were doing outside.
He replied with a shrug, “Oh, I just want to see what it does.”
He called it his “outside” puerh, and looking at it gave me an idea. One I vocalized. “Hey, do you think you can spare 200-grams of loose sheng?”
“For what?” he answered.
“I want to put it in a bourbon barrel.”
NaNoTeaMo, Day 17: “Bedroom of Tea Sugar”
As a self-confessed fat man, I’ll admit I know about sugar. But I’ll also admit that I don’t know a lot about sugar. I just eat a lot of it. Perhaps too much.
If it weren’t for the amount of tea I drink, I’d probably weigh 300lbs. Yes, I know that’s no laughing matter. Who’s laughing? I’m not. And I look positively jolly. Need proof? Here’s your damn proof!
I’m just a little too jolly to be holding a Vietnamese puerh cake. And look at those chins. Those are well-earned chins.
Moving right along.
NaNoTeaMo, Day 15: “A Baby Half-Heaven Golbin’s Flying Tea Couch Adventure”
A couple of days ago, I may have mentioned I went to Seattle. While there I visited The Phoenix Tea Shop. That . . . was only part of the story. This is the rest.
Earlier in the week, my brother sent me a text message. He asked, “Hey, Geoff, are you available Thursday evening?”
I replied with a bro-ish, “Sure, what’s up?”
He said, “I’m bringing a couch home from Seattle in the truck, and will need some help getting it into the house. “
At first, I gave my affirmative that I’d be willing to help . . . but then an image popped into my head.
He was heading to Seattle that day, and I had the day off. BRO’D-TRIP!
NaNoTeaMo, Day 11: “A Teenjure and Tealet Tea Tale”
I have an unwritten rule for Facebook: “If I’ve never talked to you before, chances are I won’t accept your friend request.”
Through my other tea-centric social media accounts, I come in contact with a lot of industry professionals from around the world. Most have no clue what my role is in the industry. Many don’t even speak my language. And some don’t even know who I am. Tea bloggers are – at best – a peripheral presence.
Exclusive as that all may sound, I do allow for exceptions. Nabin Koirala is one such exception.
NaNoTeaMo, Day 7: “Green Coffee and Me”
This post is going to be a bit heretical, but please bear with me. Yes, this is still a tea blog. And, yes, this entry will still have something to do with tea. Even if the focus is on . . .
Green coffee.
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