I wind you down as the day rolls by.
I give out a light golden liquor, exude a delicate floral aroma with a touch of bee’s honey.
I am soothing…
A light golden liquor
with a delicate floral aroma
and a touch of bee’s honey.
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1989. Insurgency engulfed Sri Lanka. Tea was hard to find. Undaunted, Mama D, our Master Tea Maker’s mum rekindled a century old tradition. She sundried hand picked tea leaves, pounded on a stone mortar and fired on an open hearth. Voila, a full-bodied strong cuppa of slightly smoked black tea.
Tea leaves withered by rainforest winds are gently handrolled and smoked with Cinnamon wood on a traditional clay oven. Smoky notes reminiscent of forest campfire linger as a soulful blend of creamy Cinnamon and flowers pass you-by.
Reminisce soulful moments…
Tea leaves plucked late afternoon are slow withered overnight by rainforest winds and gently handrolled at dawn, on the palms of artisans. A shimmering light golden cup, the fragrance of forest floor and delicate floral and fruity flavours of Oolong, caress the senses.
Let your day slip by…