My living room window is open and my feet* are freezing but I canna be arsed to stand up and close it. It’s causing all the inner doors to shake in their frames. Very exciting. Probably the most intensely exciting it’s got all day.
This is about 1m above ground level, and pretty sheltered, so these are pretty high values.
(I did see 10.9M/S at one point on the monitor, looks like the logging might have missed it).
Non-American. You didn’t have to out yourself because this comment would be hard to make more American. They aren’t the same and both have extreme value around the world.
A=>D is decreasing milk amount, and 1=>4 is increasing strength, so D1 would essentially be water, A1 would essentially be milk and the B3/B4/C3/C4 would be the square of “not pulling a face when you take the first sip” (although I lie somewhere between B4 & C3 so I may be biased)
I’ve found that a longer steep doesn’t really make a better cup though. If I want stronger, I add more tea and stay at the 4-5 minute range. Past maybe five minutes, it’s getting tannins at such a high level that it’s just bitterness. Which, if you like your tea very bitter, that’s a good thing! I prefer the more subtle flavors over the tannic bite, though.
Ahhhh, gotcha. I’m sorta the same way with coffee sometimes. Grew up with basic folgers rotgut, so I get that hankering for the way coffee tasted as a young’n rather than it tasting the way I usually prefer it. So I’ll just dump too much into a percolator, keep the heat on it until it’s near scorched, and let it eat a hole in my belly lol
I thought my Irish mate was having me on saying Irish tea was better than British tea all those years ago. Then I picked up a box of Barry’s while looking for something to do in Limerick. Now I don’t let it run out.
My grandmother is from the northwest of Germany. People over there got a very unique tea culture and their own famous blends. Last time I visited her, I gave her a box of Barrys. After the first teapot was empty, she asked me to bring lots more Barrys when I visit her again.
Lol I didn’t want to say it before I made my train journey home tonight, just in case I jynxed it, but this seems to have been the classic case of British over-worrying about a storm which culminates in a few wheelie bins blowing over and a few garden gnomes being mildly inconvenienced.
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