Review: Shui Xian Wuyi Oolong by Verdant & A Broken HeartAuthor: DaisyChubb | Filed under: Personal, Review, Tea
From the first sip – I was inspired!
A flood of emotion runs through me as I drink this tea. I want to conquer dungeons with my friends, whom I miss dearly! I NEED theatre in my life – even looking at pictures of the Atlantic Fringe festival is breaking my heart piece by piece, one crack at a time.
I yearn for it. I twinge with jealousy, even when congratulating friends on their theatre endeavours! I think – what went wrong on my journey? Was I too quick to move across the country – no – nothing was happening for me there so I didn’t lose anything in the move… so what is it? How many more years of soulless jobs do I struggle through before I get the chance to even dip my toes in theatre again? Will it ever happen?
Right now my only option is to make it happen. I’m looking at you – next years Fringe festival. It’s such hard work, and I’m a horrible writer – but it will happen.
I want to put on a show that evokes a wave of feeling the same way this tea delivers feeling. A small flavour evoked a personal memory, a sensation that takes you by surprise – a performance that you are involved in, not a spectator to. You are drinking the tea, not watching someone drink the tea. Actually tasting and experiencing the tea is SO different than reading what someone else tastes in the tea. (And yes, I get the irony of posting tea reviews for others to read – that’s why I want you all to come out and see the show! Drink your tea too!)
So! Waxing poetic with some Shui Xian Wuyi Oolong from Verdant Tea.
I read a lot of other people’s experience with this tea. The flavours everyone else can taste are along the lines of honey, honeycomb, vanilla beans and amaretto! I longed to taste those flavours too! Each steep I expected certain flavours to jump out at me and proclaim themselves: I’m here! I’m honey! LOVE ME!
Maybe you can see my problem already. I need to take my own sips – let what flavours come wash over my tongue and just be what they will be. Perhaps another day I will get hints of honey and sweetness – but that’s not what I’m supposed to experience today.
What I tasted was inspiration – sense memory of passions that have been tossed to the wayside. Smoke and earth – to ground me and open my eyes to what I need to be working on. Go figure – it’s not Customer Service.
Thanks for reading.