This is a strongly minty tea, both in the aroma and on the tongue, with some initial pine-iness, as well. The durability here is unremarkable; neither is it a marathon tea nor giving up in a few steeps. Similarly, qi is debatable, with the tea leaving a vague calmness that, while pleasant, may be mostly caffeine. Login or sign up to leave a comment. So the brew comes out rather dark with clarity to it.
It isn't a place or culture; it's a geopolitical fiction, a patchwork of people, climates and languages stitched together lightly, and only here and there, by the bright thread of Buddhism. Yet something called ''Asian art'' has taken New York by subtle force in the last few years, sweeping aside cultural and political distinctions. Its presence is especially evident during these early spring days, in what has come to be known in the art world as Asia Week. Asian auctions have been in progress at Christie's and Sotheby's. The International Asian Art Fair has again arrived -- with a tinkle of cymbals and a rustle of big money -- at the Seventh Regiment Armory.