I came back to make a pot of loose leaf earl grey tea. Earl Grey seemed to define the weather this morning, and the loose leaf tea is particularly pungent. Earl Grey seems to me to be the quintessential English tea. The 'Earl' conjures up images of royalty and nobility, and the 'Grey' represents the continually changing weather, the London fog, the dark winters, the grey skies. All of these factors work together to create a general desire for a 'proper' cup of tea, and here it is. I like the first cup especially, since it hasn't steeped much and is still light in colour and in flavour - a mere memory of this tea flavour. Even smelling this tea makes me feel like I'm sitting for a moment in an old stone castle, not a more modern flat.
I'm trying to think of words to describe this tea, but it's difficult. It's just so much a 'classic' tea. What does classic tea taste like? How does it manage to be a classic tea and yet give a posh sense to it, a little bit of a snooty nose and straightened shoulders?
I'm starting on my second cup now, and it's definitely darker. Almost a sense of the 'earth' in it. Hmm, now I'm beyond sounding like a wine taster and am moving towards sounding like a whisky taster. Now THERE would be a fun blog....
Walk length: 45 minutes