Lu An Gua Pian

It's winter, folks. The season for which we are famous has begun in its usual fashion, if a little late. There is always one early, slushy, rainy snow in mid-fall. (Remember it? It was the one where everyone groaned with cries of "It's not even November yet!" while clambering about the drippy window, being glad they weren't outside.)It snowed in earnest last night, though, with big fat snowflakes ideal for tongue-catching, swirling in the street-light's glow, blanketing the late-night world with quiet, and all that rot--the silver-bells ambiance fading when the snow stopped, just in time to prevent people from actually wearing boots. Today it settled down to a more familiar bleak. Little stingy snowflakes sticking to the sidewalks just enough to make them slippery, cold, grey, dusky, the whole package.

That said, what better time to enjoy, oh, say, a fig-chai oatmeal cookie and a Chinese green?

Camellia Sinensis has changed its menu. None of the pages are falling out anymore; there are no more "épuisé" stickers (although I shouldn't imagine it'll be long). The pictures are different, and the technique this and that photos are in color. (The tea-sorting baby orangutans from Darjeeling or possibly Assam are gone. Pity.) The menu has been switched around quite a lot really. Some teas are the same, but there's a large percentage have been removed and replaced. The pu-er selection is half-again bigger and includes two vintages from '80 and '76. I'm dying to try them although they're splurges at 12$ a pot. The black teas are quite different, and few of the oolongs remain the same. Some Vietnamese greens have set up shop, and the range of Japanese greens is wider.

I'm pleased. A few of my favourites got the ax--Cingshin 1991, for one, but some, like Sencha Ashikubo, were kept. The menu is neater, and has some really great-looking stuff. It's got me flipping through the pages, reading the descriptions over and over, deliberating endlessly, just like I did when I first walked into the store.

The Lu An Gua Pian I had today is new on the menu, of course. Its leaves are lovely. Blue-tinged green with a sheen of silver. Rolled, ridged, smallish leaves, no stem or twig, medium-sized leaf sections. They smell invitingly spicy. Once unrolled, tiny insect bites are visible--a sign of quality, as Teamasters has taught me. They retain their sea-greenitude when wet.

The tea is a nice yellow. Its texture is thinnish but smooth and genteel. The smell of the rising steam carries out the description's promise: sweet, vegetabley. I shied away from a professed "vegetable character" until recently, fearing sharpness or astringency. Not so, at least in most cases. In this case it communicated freshness and soupçons of avocado. ("Avocado" is from the mouth of Cam. Sen. They always seem to be able to pick specific vegetables. I never seem to, but I'm trying.)

The liquor has sweetness and a good kind of sour, not citric but like an underripe plum or something. My main vegetable pick is asparagus (cooked) and raw stringbeans for the aftertaste.

The second and third infusions are similar but bitter. My fault: the tea likes short infusions. 10s and 15s produced better results. The sourness receded and the throat presenced filled out. Some of the sweetness of the smell seeps in while crunchy string-bean character takes precedence.

This was an excellent tea. The leaves really are things of beauty. The tea itself is very tasty and mild with the theanine--a good evening tea.

(It didn't upstage the fig-chai cookie, but then, what could?)