Tea

A few years ago, I went gaiwan shopping. I wanted a new one, because the old one was the cheapest and ugliest starter gaiwan you can find.

One of the local tea stores had a nice selection, and I found exactly what I was looking for. While I was there, I also bought one of those glass pitchers and a metal sieve. The store keeper seemed quite pleased with the deal, so she just gave me a little bag of oolong.

This one was a bit special though. It tasted very fruity and smelled like flowers. Can’t remember the name of that thing though.