Sometimes memories are hidden in cupboards. The other day I was putting mugs on a shelf and this packet of tea appeared! I'd say it jumped out at me... nicely sealed in a baggie, since I stopped drinking tea for a decade.
It looked heavenly, with bits of orange and lemon, from North Queensland, where I spent a few weeks lolling on the shore in July, 1998.
The tea seems fine, although I'm not a connoisseur. Anyone want to join me?