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Bentley’s is a sub-brand of Boston Tea Company, if you were curious.

This one was a freebie available at my office, enjoyed at the end of a long week.

Steeped for 4-5min and brewed in an enamel mug.

The first note that comes strongly through is wood, a less-discerning drinker might consider this more cardboard than wood. I pick up bamboo or sweet balsa wood more than straight cardboard, as if you were chewing on a bamboo skewer or toothpick for too long. It’s really not a bad thing.
Just think about eating one of those little balsa wood glider planes from when you were a kid. Maybe you did want to eat them, after all.

It’s just one-dimensional, probably partially a result of being decaffeinated. If you like drinking hot bamboo skewers with no caffeine pick me up, this is the right blend for you.

A delightful infusion with lots of sweet jasmine notes through the whole brewing/drinking process.

The nose is as if you were walking through a garden with jasmine in the air.
I’ve always oversteeped green tea in the past but this 2 minutes was right on the money to pull out the delicate green tea flavor but nothing more. This has a soft and delicate balance between the floral nose and slight tannin bite on the finish. It is well done and I would stock this as an easy-drinker or to enjoy with some Asian cuisine.

This is a lovely English Breakfast tea (or afternoon tea if you want a hearty black brew.)

It has all the redeeming characteristics of a good black tea, with some bite on the finish when steeped for 5+ minutes. There’s a little background note of bergamot, but never too much flavor to muddle the rest.

I’d put this in my morning rotation for sure.

It was overcast and rainy this morning, the pitter patter of water drops hummed along the rooftop. I brewed this cup with dancing bubbles dissipating from the pitcher mid-pour. Five minutes passed.
With my trusty enamel mug, I overburdened my arms and grabbed my parasol, backing out of the front door into the cold and sleet.

Steam rose from the mug as I took the hundreds of steps to my car. With full hands, I placed the mug gingerly on my spare tire carrier and unlocked the door to deposit my bags. Rain jumped along the surface of the tea. Enclosing myself in the cockpit of my vehicle, I took a first sip. A wave of calm and warmth overtook me, polarizing any shivers and soothing goosebumps from the stormy day. A kiss of citrus oil joined the medley of black tea. This was a good morning cup, on the right day for it.