Today my tea shop is on a misty hilltop looking out over the ocean. There are big wicker armchairs with white cushions and small round tables with tea lights. It is always either dawn or dusk. It's warm enough to wear a summer dress and cool enough to wear a big thick sweater over it. Your tea comes in a glass teapot with glass mugs. The wood is worn and gray and soft like it is in Nantucket so you can be barefoot and not get splinters. The whole place opens out onto the deck so even on the inside all the chairs face the sea and the breeze reaches all the way to the back. There's a sandy path that leads down to the beach. I'm always wearing a white dress that goes down to the floor with an open back and a plunging neck line. Perfect for serving tea in. This is a tea lounge for sexy people who have good conversations and good views.
That's where I'm drinking my Gunpowder today, in my open tea house lounge of wood and glass in the hills above the sea.
Gunpowder is definitely my favorite of the steamed leaves. I have to say I agree this is a good tea for mountains and brisk air, but I could definitely curl up with Gunpowder. It's the only green tea I curl up with and that is a major requirement to all my favorites. If you can't sit with it under a blanket and have a conversation for two hours over it than it's no favorite of mine. Is it peppery, minty, and grassy? Grassy maybe. But to me it's incredibly gentle and tastes like tea would if it was grown in a bayou. Rich and wet but smooth with no astringency in sight (that's what turns me off about most green tea, it's so brassy). Gunpowder would be a great tea to drink in a glass tea pot at my tea lounge overlooking the sea in a white dress and soft sweater pouring over the answers of the universe.
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