I mean with puerhs, of course.
So, I tried almost all the puerhs I bought. Puerh experience in general: In general: I did not fell in love at the first sight. Good oolongs had more of the Marylyn Monroe, if we use Americanisms, quality. And same lack of depth both in beauty and emotions. But these ladies have the quality of knowing both how to show just enough of the upper seam on the pantyhose to excite the fertile mind and also how to intrigue it with a matter-of-factly comment that reveal depth and originality. This is a promise of a less tumultuous but maybe deeper and longer relationship that with oolongs. Anyway, I hate monogamy in all of its forms. Important thing is to have enough of zishas to keep the ladies from meeting each other.
Greens in general suit me better for now. These are more solemn, ceremonial, strict, knightly. I have not tried Dai bamboo yet, I am waiting for the right moment.
Mini Menghai Beencha 1999 - all that I expected and a promise of more. I do not have yet the point of reference - too many too complex things that have not yet sort themselves out. I feel like I opened a math text on a subject I have no special knowledge of.. Like topology, for example. But it is interesting and intriguing and demands attention and work of mind.
Fangcha - 1999 Not too impressed. May be I am too green and inexperienced myself and I should try sometime later.
I did not wanted to buy black puerhs because I did try them before and did not like that special taste of a dog breath. Dave, however talked me into trying some (did not take him too long) and I bought Ages Large leaf from Old trees and Gold Bud beencha. These have almost no dog-breath and even if they did - that dog had his food prepared by a gourmet chef. More feminine, passionate and less contrasty. Compares with green like a sophisticated touch of a female hand compares with a exceptionally good translation of your favorite passage from Confucius. You want to dissolve in first and have a long thought about the second. But both are near-orgasmic.
I liked better the Gold bud, but while my first judgments about oolongs almost always never changed, this time I am not so sure. I may just be entering something for complexity of which I am not ready yet and have to see much more before I start to distinguish between art and kitsch. Picasso looks rude at first too.
More to come.
Sasha.