Last Friday, we held the annual rare and antique Pu-Erh tasting event. It was a bloodletting occasion. You see, fewer and fewer truly aged Pu-erhs are out in the market, and there’s no way to replenish a piece if history. Pu-Erh that I have had since the 60s witness the last 50 years of weather, people, and location challenges that will never be repeatable, producing a singular taste all its own.
But sharing tea is what I am about, for without this sharing, tea is much less meaningful. Against this quandary, I uncave the oldest and the best to share with folks each year, because if you don’t share what is most valuable to you, then what is the meaning of sharing at all?
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