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As I mentioned a few days ago, I love tea. Almost every kind… except green.

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Aside from the fact it tastes like hot swamp water, green tea is weak. And I like my tea like I like my men. Bold and strong. I don’t drink ( or date) dishwater.

My cupboard is full of boxes, canisters and envelopes of marvelous varieties with flavors to satisfy anyone… except my husband who suddenly decided he wanted to drink green tea.

Dutiful wife that I am … yes, I typed that with a straight face… I purchased a few types for him to try.

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The one on the left is plain green, which to me is so tasteless I wonder why people bother. After sampling the others, blueberry and honey ginseng , he picked the dishwater. Probably just to spite me.

And while I had little interest, I opened the Harney and Sons blueberry green tea tin just because.

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Oh. My. God!

The robust scent of fruit that wafted out of the container was amazing. Rich, lovely and I hate to say it… but better than pie.

Made with pieces of real blueberries, I had to immediately steep a cup and let me tell you it didn’t disappoint.

This is the least ‘green’ green tea I’ve ever had and it’s fabulous!

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