All the eloquent odes to slurping have left me wishing I was a bit less inhibited. But habits are hard to break, and if I dared slurp anything, my dear late grandmother would no doubt rise up and beat me to death with my own teapot.
My sipping and gulping behavior varies according to the temperature of the tea, but sniffing is a constant. There's nothing better than the smell of a freshly brewed cup... unless it's a newly opened tin of dry leaf. Mmm.
Darjeeling #22 at lunch. There's probably an excellent tea in there somewhere, but I'm just not feeling it. I can't decide if I'm brewing it wrong or if I just don't like Darjeeling. (The only other Darjeelings I've had were bagged teas; I didn't care for them, but it's not exactly a fair assessment.)
I've got several new samples to try, courtesy of Victoria, but I can't make up my mind! Help!