My face hurts. I think the day’s stress has aggravated my TMJ. At least I don’t have to go anywhere or see anyone until Tuesday. Unless I run out of milk and have to dash to the supermarket, which I will. Let’s pray that I can get away with wearing a sweatshirt and won’t run into anyone I know.
I need resiliency tea. This’ll do nicely. It’s one of my absolute favourite teas in the entire world ever.
Nyssa is such a wonderful combination of restraint, strength of character, complexity, and sweetness. The leaves’ fragrance is unassuming at first, but a little attention reveals layers of earthiness, maltiness, a very very delicate sweetness, a little bit of fresh hay, and just a trace of something nearly reminiscent of fresh dates. A little sugar and milk elevates the caramel flavour, but it is never cloying, and does not overpower. The balance is such that each flavour – the earthy pu erh, the malty assam, the rich, sweet caramel – is allowed to articulate itself in all its dimensions, with quiet strength. I could drink this every day and never tire of it.
Nyssa!
I love her so much!