12 March 2016

2012 bulang shou

This post is a lot more about how nice the dark liquor of ripe pu er looks in my cups than the tea itself, which I find weirdly devoid of taste. I don't mean that the tea is bland, it taste of nothing. Like even water has its own taste, but somehow the first couple steeps of this tea did not have a taste at all, and barely even had a texture. The later steeps did develop the pretty characteristic ripe pu er taste.

Super weird... will need to drink again. Though Atlanta has transitioned fully into summer (what?) which is decreasing my desire to drink darker teas.


The crackle glaze is beautiful :'D even if I cheated a little with a high pass filter.


Bonus: milk tea and corn bread has been my breakfast for the past week.

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