2 cups of red organic oolong from Thailand has been the start of my day for several months now, but it seems longer. Like falling in love w/ a lady, I went wild in the beginning. I bought kilograms. After the honeymoon, I started to feel I'd been tricked: I believed the large packs contained different tea than the sample packs, but it was me that was not the same, not the tea which was constant & sweet.
Like a lady sometimes not looking as pretty as before, the fault lies in the beholder's eyes, not w/the lady nor the tea; and, if the tea is not delicious, it is because I am not preparing &/or drinking it w/ care.
The tea is loyal & forgives me. Though some or all of a first cup may not be appreciated, it will at least get me started. By the second cup, I am attentive, grateful, & enjoying the tea & life.