1st Flush Darjeeling

The brew is so delicate and bright that I keep catching myself just staring at the cup before taking a sip. That trademark first flush nuance really shines through in every single steep, and it's easily the most refined tea I've had this season.

The harvest is so small each year that I almost felt guilty brewing it, but the sheer delicacy of these leaves is worth every penny. It's the kind of tea that demands your full attention, and it rewards you with a cup that's impossibly refined.

This batch arrives so fragile and fresh you can smell the mountain mist in the leaves, and it brews a pale golden cup with that signature muscatel zing. Honestly, for such a tiny annual harvest, the nuance here is unreal — every sip feels like a fleeting spring day.