Fruit teas: yeucch!

[betty swollocks]

Such exotic names:
passionfruit & guava
strawberry & lentil
ginger & nutmeg with elderflower
etc. etc.
and smell wonderful
but,
let's face it,
they all taste uniformly
like shoot.

Might as well do the washing up and drink the dregs straight from the sink.
Cheaper too.

 

[surfgurl]

Ah, you need to put a small teaspoon of honey in the hot water.

Then it's like drinking washing up water with honey!

 

[Rhythm Thief]

Such exotic names:
passionfruit & guava
strawberry & lentil
ginger & nutmeg with elderflower
etc. etc.
and smell wonderful
but,
let's face it,
they all taste uniformly
like shoot.

Poetry. That's brilliant.

 

[Keith Oates]

I agree BS, a cup of tea should taste just like that nothing else!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Globalti]

I work for the company that supplies the bergamot flavour for Earl Grey tea. It's genuine bergamot oil, freeze dried for the tea bags. But we also make a range of other freeze dried tea flavours, which are either synthetic (chemicals) or semi-synthetic (contain essential oils) depending on the price.

It's marketing folk who invent the fantasy names.

 

[yello]

I'm partial to lemon & ginger but I do reckon most fruit teas lack something. They taste, for want of a better expression, unblended to me; like hot water with a strawberry (or whatever) taste. It's thin with no body and so, for me, they just don't work. Give me a cup of green any day of they week.

 

[punkypossum]

They are nice! And unlike normal tea, they work hot and cold. Nothing beats a Blueberry Bliss or a Strawberry Fool!!!!

 

[Rhythm Thief]

Green tea is horrible. I can handle peppermint tea, but that's about it. Give me coffee!

 

[longers]

I drink quite a few to keep my caffeine intake down*. There's three flavours I like, good strong fruity brews. I have tasted some awful wishy washy ones before now.


*so I feel the full benefit when it's needed

 

[Tim Bennet.]

I walked in via a very long and convoluted route to Mt Pumori in the Khumbu during the winter of 1981. I hadn't had a 'proper' cup of tea since I left Darjeeling. All day, everyday it had been the local 'chai' including the sherpa variation with Yak butter.

It was like heaven on earth to get to base camp and be greeted with a 'fancy a cup of tea'. Boy did I.

Few things in life have been as disappointing as being thrust a mug full of fruit squash by an American when you're expecting a decent brew. I'd never heard of 'fruit tea' back then and in my view, 'Celestial Seasoning' it was not.