Description

Grown on the slopes, where clouds brush against clay-rich mountains, the leaves mirror their environment. Cloaked in a silvery-white down, they unfurl into a pale ivory liquor with a silky mouthfeel — as if you too are floating amongst the clouds.

Hand-picked by the Hmong people and traditionally wok-roasted over wood fire, the leaves preserve its delicate hairs so the tea can develop its full spectrum of flavour. During my sourcing mission, the slippery clay slopes left me stranded, and I was welcomed into a Hmong family home, a wooden stilt house for tea. Steeped in generations of traditional
tea-making, every sip instills their dedication, warmth, and kindness.

On the palate, the tea unfolds with toasted notes of roasted rice, corn, and chestnuts, followed by a lingeringhuigan withcomplex honey sweetness. It captures the comfort of freshly cooked rice on a wood fired iron pot, with only a whisper of grassiness and a hint of woodsmoke.

This green tea is comforting. like sharing tea by the hearth with the Hmong in their home amongst the clouds.