I opened a whole new tin of this today (a celebration in itself) to share with my new friend Y, who turned out to be exactly the person I needed to talk to about a specific thing. If there ever was a time and place for the serendipitea pun, trust me, this is it.
Either way, I made a whole pot of this, albeit a small pot, and then I had to run off to the ‘Possible Encounters’ exhibit by this guy: http://felixdavey.com/ leaving half of the tea behind.
So I decided to experiment a little and ice it; I’ve been curious about how something as desserty as Pleine Lune would fare iced. I poured the remains into a pitcher, but seeing as it was only about 1/3 full, I dropped the rest of the leaves in there, too, and topped it up with cold water. I’ll let it steep like that over night – not ideal conditions and not a very elegant experiment, for sure, but let’s give it a try. It’s more fun this way than not at all, after all.
I’ll update this note later with my (as always, highly scientific) findings.
[Surreptitiously acquired from Mariage Frères in London, August 2013.]
Iced and cold-steeped, I guess – minutes and hours