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The path of tea


Truly one of the most amazing shops I have ever visited. The Path of Tea was filled with incredibly kind (also calm) staff members and divine tea selections. I did not have my wish list with me, so I went on whim.


The three of us shared a small pot of ginger white tea. We selected our preferred cups while the tea was brewed. Susan chose the celadon, Nathan the fish, and I was immediately drawn to the black and white design with a green rim.

While we had tea, I mulled over my choices. One of my choices, White Chrysanthemum, was not available, so I ended up with something I had been drawn to but assumed it was not a white tea. A staff member recommended it to me, and that was how I found out it was a white.

I chose Ancient Snow Sprout, Kyoto Rose and White Truffle Rooibos as my take-home loose leaf tea.

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