I started today’s journey to NYC with a cup off McDonald’s tea. Yes, McDonald’s tea. It tasted just like the decaf English breakfast the other day, only it doesn’t have the excuse of being decaf. I even have
a picture to prove it.
Then in the afternoon, I got myself a teabag of Harney & Sons Darjeeling. Not too bad. The leaves were really green. I was wondering if you can properly call this a black tea at all.
Then, tonight, after dinner with Lew Perin, programmer of the very useful Babelcarp, he treated me to a sample of the 88 Qingbing, which is far better than the one I remember from the Best Tea house. It had some similarities, but this sample was much better in the fragrance department. Better than the tea though is the company, which was what was really enjoyable about these encounters.