دراغون ويل

The flat, pan-fired leaves brew into something nutty and almost sweet, nothing like the bitter green teas I've had before. I've been steeping it in a glass so I can watch the leaves unfurl, which is half the fun.

The first steep tastes like the description of a storybook, all smooth and gentle with a chestnut-like sweetness that lingers. I’ve been brewing it in a glass cup to watch the leaves unfurl, and it’s become my afternoon ritual that actually feels royal.

The flat, toasted aroma hits you the moment the leaves hit hot water—it’s like stepping into a quiet, old teahouse. I’ve been sipping it all week and each cup stays smooth with no bitterness, even when I get distracted and let it steep a little too long.