I like tea. Second Flush, Single Estate, Darjeeling Black please. I relish my three big cups every day, made with precision, measuring out the leaves in specially made spoons, boiling water in my own kettle and then steeping it for just the right time by using Siri on my iPhone. I absolutely hate it when people disturb me when I am sipping my tea. If you want to be my friend, don’t ever disturb me when I’m having tea!
So, when I saw Tea Trails open in Hyderabad, I was excited. I thought it would be a great place to hang out. I went there a few times. I was honestly disappointed. I don’t have any control over the types of leaves, the steeping time or the temperature. The result was some insipid cups of a drink that was supposed to be tea.
I tried a wide variety.The only two teas I liked were the Kashmiri Qahwah and the Second Flush Darjeeling (for obvious reasons). But it wasn’t close to what I had hoped it would be.
Now, I really don’t think it is the fault of Tea Trails. They were probably doing their job well. It’s just that I am too fussy about my tea.