“It’s not you, it’s me.”
That line is a classic. Probably uttered in 80% of breakup conversations worldwide. But this time, it’s being offered as I reconcile my differences with Big Red Sun from Harney.
It was me; I steeped you too long the last time.
It was me; I failed to notice the toasted malty goodness you had within you.
It was me; I was expecting something other than the mellow sweetness that makes you who you are.
Forgive me. And thank you for another chance.
I’ve heard others refer to me as a Renaissance man. I’m more apt to describe myself in a sentence ending with “…and master of none.”
I play music. I design and build things. I love art and quirky stuff. And I have a really cool wife.
In an attempt at a more graceful aging, I entered the wonderful world of tea for its health benefits in 2017. A home roaster and seasoned coffee-ologist, I dove quickly in, gleaning knowledge from every source possible and tasting all I could afford to buy, beg or borrow. Hundreds of cups, pots, bags and blends into it, I still consider myself a neophyte Steepster.
I’ve discovered I am a huge fan of Pu-erh and Assam, and quickly warmed up to Oolong, Yunnan Blacks, Keemun, and Matcha.
I enjoy Tisanes, too. We buy herbs in bulk and blend for both benefits and taste. In that order.
North Carolina
Aaaaaw! sniff sniff I am so glad you guys were able to work things out!