As I returned to the US and brewed up my first pot of tea here… I find myself deeply dissatisfied with what I’m drinking. When I left, I would be quite happy drinking this. No more. Now this tea, some aged, broken cake, seems thin and weak. It’s got decent flavours, but the body is not there, nor does it have the depth that I need. The $100 cake I bought a few days ago that is traditionally stored since 2001 seems leaps and bounds better.
Uh oh, I think my tongue just got upgraded.