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Big heat, iced tea Bancha

It's very hot here in Japan. It is hot during the day, and finally it almost as hot at night. And above all it is wet, very wet. It's stifling, and my only ally is the air conditioning. Without it impossible to sleep, but it is also the source of large burst some summer ...... so far this year, knock on wood!

That said, who said summer heat also said iced tea. The Japanese tea, ice is great. In Japan, in summer, people are very fond of Mugi-cha 麦 茶. In Japanese, the word "cha" means 茶 course tea, but also an infusion of general. And indeed, the Mugi-cha is not tea is an infusion prepared with wheat. Boiled beans for some time, then, for the summer and cooled in the refrigerator with ice. There are also course of popular products to be directly prepared with cold water.

But coming back to tea, be sure that there are also products in sachets to be prepared with cold water, usually in about 1 liter. It leaves a few hours in the fridge and it's ready! Sencha , genmai -cha, cha Hoji short, the whole range. Better, certainly, that the products in bottles, it's still not Folichon.

Here, the entire panoply of "Tea for Summer"

Fortunately, there are more advanced products. All shops offer their tea in summer, their real leaf tea in bulk, to be deliciously prepared with cold water (mizu dashi 水 出し). The cheap supermarket products contain general matcha, it is chic, but it serves mainly to give a beautiful color and more flavor to a sencha poor. Specialty shops offer them a house blend, with good teas, sencha I say entry level in the "superior". To brewed in cold water, without taking up too much time, Fuka-mushi sencha is an appropriate choice. Thus, in Maruyama-in was a blend of a Sencha Fuka-mushi plain of Shizuoka (cultivar classic yabukita), something of punchy, with a Fuka-mushi Kagoshima, a cultivar Asatsuyu , ie a sweet tea, which gives a wonderful liqueur, to taste very personal. I must say it is rather successful, there's taste, it's a tea but with little astringency, sweet but not too much, because by infusing cold water infuse very little tannins and a sweet tea too, would lose the side asked a refreshing iced tea. Also, the characteristics of the variety asatsuyu out well.

In fact, even brewed hot, such products are very good.

Yes, let's be clear, it is simply marketing campaign to sell tea in the summer (and believe me, it's not easy). Indeed, any tea (almost) can be prepared with cold water. Some are more or less good, and especially require more or less time. But with Sencha Fuka-mushi , 4-5 minutes is enough, using a little more leaves for a hot brew.

However, when it comes to preparing an iced tea, I can not help for me to recommend, not the infusion in cold water, but rather a preparation on the rocks " with ice. First, it is much faster. And especially, as infused with hot water, we get a balanced liqueur flavor, which takes advantage of all the amino acids as mild astringent tannins (the latter n'infusent not much with cold water).

Just prepare sencha you would like to eat hot, but with a little more leaves and brewing time a little longer, then to pay a large amount of ice. Just the view of the beautiful green of the liquor in which the floating ice is very transparent refreshing.

I made here on the rocks "a kabuse of Yame-cha. Very sweet but not too (mmm, say limit, I had to be infused with water a little warmer and a little shorter, the color would have won too), cooling liquor minimizes perfume "peaty" bothers me on many Yame.

Finally, when we want an iced tea, I think that we should not hesitate to use a very good tea, thinking that "this mess". Sounds silly, but I still say it with quality teas we get a very good iced tea. If well prepared, either on the rocks "or " mizudashi "This is really not a waste ......... I say this, but at home I did not prepare ..... but not because I think it's wasted, just because I prefer when even hot.

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# 25

June awoke with a start and swimming completely returned by this horrible nightmare that had haunted her night. She hastened to palpate his back to make sure she was not injured before finding that Ténébos was no longer beside him. And while all this had been a suggestion horrible of her mind, she could almost feel the pain of his torn muscles between his shoulder blades. She quickly rubbed his skin to try to erase this feeling of pain unreal and put on light clothing but nothing helped.

- Do you hurt anywhere?

She recoiled suddenly back, suddenly discovering she was not alone. A small blonde arising from the bottom of the room, approached her. His face identified in English seemed presqu'encore young teenager and his body floating in the middle of a beautiful indigo velvet dress.

- Me I was starved and drained my blood and I can tell you that it hurts. The figure came

sit timidly on the edge of the bed, Junaled questioning glance, which soupsonnant something strange and inexplicable but not dangerous, tried gently to reach the hand of the very young woman that it does not stop at his skin and literally passed through as if all this was that once again the fruit of his imagination.

- Who are you?

- My name is Amelia. I lived here long ago. I sleep where you sleep, specifically, along with the same man.

- you know so Ténébos?

Phantom suddenly very comfortable, let himself collapse on the bed, arms behind his head, staring into space ...

- I knew him well at a time. My heart had quickly succumbed to its charm and ...

... then turned around, lying at full length in the direction of June, putting his chin on his hands and swinging his legs in the air like a kid.

-... We were lovers. You're very lucky to be so much loved. You know I would have given anything to live what you live.

June tender, wanted to caress her hair but once again his hand went through the misty silhouette of Amelia.

- Tell me please?

- I blew it. she replied, pouting.

- How it all messed up?

- Actually I do not know, at first he seemed very amorous, he never stopped telling me how I intended for him but as time passed he moved away from me. Yet I assure you I've always done it asked me, and God knows there are things I really did not. Is did he ever wondered ...

Amelia stood up and walked so close to June slipped a shiver down his spine. She whispered in the ear dip the end of his question. Junaled remains perplexed, not knowing what to say, his frank way of speaking was very confusing and reminded him that beyond her youthful looks she was nevertheless a woman, not a girl despite its small size.

- is something he appreciates very much.

- Why do you say he walked away from you?

- He came to find me each night fell, not once did he failed me and I was so happy to see him take the step to the door but then he did not come as often. I asked him what I had done wrong but he gave me instead of me pretending that I was not the center of his world. You know where I failed you? Thee t ever mention me?

- No ... I'm sorry ...

- The others either never have an answer.

- Other?

- Yes all those who followed me. I think he never even mentioned my name once in their presence ... "she added sadly.

- Are there many?

- Oh yes but they do not want to come talk to you, I think they are a little jealous. You know I have nothing against you. You're there for nothing if we failed, but they are very wary now he must understand them.

June was deeply moved by the words of Amelia, both of candor and naiveté ... she wondered briefly how Ténébos was thus able to reject it, she seemed to be blindly devoted and demonstrate a high sweetness. But she had promised to accept it as it was now with that part of him that she hated viscerally. Despite while she was pleased to be able to converse with the ghost. She was the only one here who have not had to act as destructive intentions towards her and although she had never particularly wanted to know what had hitherto endured those who had preceded him, c ' was perhaps an opportunity for her and never understand a little more than the obsessions of her lover and she was much stronger mentally now.

- Tell me more. Tell me more.

- Hmm ... what would it please you to know?

She hesitated a few seconds thinking it was perhaps unseemly to say so directly, but also curiosity was stronger.

- Dare I ask you how are you dead?

- You know I do not really want to talk about.

- I understand but I think I need to know. Ténebos I never talked to any of you, it is still denied it but you can do it, you can confide in, tell me all you want ... I really need knowledge.

Amelia smiled touched by the affection mingled with uneasiness June seemed to share with him.

- ... if you really want ...

- Yes.

- One night he just said he got tired of me and I bored, He never returned. I begged several days, I wanted to give me another chance, to tell me what I had done wrong but he just slammed the door and I've never seen. Though I fight with all my strength, praying every moment that I return to this was not the case and I could not leave this room, I did not know precisely what was there but Ténébos had so often cautioned that I could only fear the worst. A few days later, exhausted and hungry, it's one of them who has come to end my ordeal in my veins emptied of all traces of blood.

June it would have Brings up such memories. Amelia's face seemed suddenly crestfallen, his face was even more livid. She pressed hard fists and stood up.

- I must go.

- Wait ... are you coming back to see me? I would love to again discuss both.

- Maybe. I'll think about it ... but please do not tell him I'm coming, he would be furious if he knew.

- Who are you talking about? Téné ...

And before that June had been able to finish his question, Amelia totalemet had dissipated into the air. Then be argued mat in a dark corner of the room smiling fully satisfied before disappearing in his turn and leave her alone. She had not felt his presence. How could she?

"This is just the beginning." he muttered to himself.

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The Awa-cha

It's been a long time, but I come with my rare Bancha regional (see here to understand what is meant here Bancha ). A few months ago, I presented the goishi -cha, a black tea (in the sense of the term Sinology), ie a post-fermented tea 后 醗 酵 茶, from the island of Shikoku.

With the Awa- Bancha 阿波 番 茶, we remain in Shikoku, but this time in the department of Tokushima 徳 岛.

The leaves serve to make this tea is harvested in summer, between mid-July and late July. At this time of year the sun is high, humidity is stifling. However, picking the leaves is rather physical work. Here, we simply do not like for purposes sencha youth grow that link above the shrubs, no one is pulling out the leaves, even the big, strong, large branches attached to the bottom of the tea plant. Thus, it is apparently not uncommon there, on the occasion of gathering the install tarps over the trees, which will act as umbrella-flush during this work.

Then, to stop oxidation, the leaves are boiled for 30 or 40 min. They are drained, then packed into a bowl. Is placed over a plastic tarp (formerly musa leaves), straw, and finally a cover on which imposes heavy stones. Finally, poured "juice" obtained during the "cook" the leaves. And the whole is left intact for 7-10 days. Why? The astute reader will understand, this time it is still fermenting the tea leaves. The Awa- Bancha is another example of post-fermented tea. The difference is noted with goishi -cha, is the mode fermentation. Here, with the Awa- Bancha , there is only one phase of fermentation, secure, through the action of bacteria. In the case of goishi -cha, if fermented by bacteria in a closed environment, there is also a phase of fermentation in open, under the action of fungi.


After fermentation, the leaves are placed on mats and dried in the sun.
is the result:

Large leaves dry and above all stink! While goishi cha reassure me by a nostalgic smell that reminded me of the leaves on the sidewalk of the Boulevard Carnot, near my grandmother, the Awa- Bancha transported me with amazement in the chemistry lab college!
Brew, the goishi cha offers some interesting scents that sometimes remind the port, but the awa-Bancha persists in the chemistry room ...... The taste itself liquor yellow-brown, with the same acidity as in the goishi -cha, is not completely unpleasant, but but the stench that emanates is definitely not for me!
The author of the exciting "The Japanese Bancha and" Yoichiro Nakamura (see here ), Compared the smell to that of "Myan" (?) Or "lahpet" dish of fermented tea consumed in Myanmar and Thailand.

Thousands of miles separate the "Myan" of awa-Bancha , but in spite of different consumption patterns, their manufacturing method is actually very close. Eat or drink, tea has spread in Asia through this type of product probably well before the luxurious teas clerics and aristocrats.

finally be noted that producers usually sell their entire crops to the consumer and regions that provide for the year. While speaking very local on-awa Bancha still consumed.

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Argues June violently grabbed by the wrist who tried to steal and throws out of the room. She found herself lying naked in the middle of the corridor. They stood at his feet like beasts drooling hungry. Constantinople stood behind his pack, approached her to face him.

"Rear everyone! It's mine!"

She squatted and patted her thigh with a smile that his horrible face soft and hard at a time could express and gave him a simple

"Run!"

June did not need anyone to tell him again and quickly got up to run in almost complete darkness, her hands feeling the walls to guess which way to flee. The walls did not reflect anything, not even a blurry image, they were against it and also did not help this time. She walked as quickly as possible, fingers bumping and cutting here and there against jagged walls of the corridor that seemed to shrink as and when it progresses. She could hear breath rapid excited siren approaching slowly but surely toward it. The young woman continued somehow to fumble the chance to air it. It took a few seconds the feeling of being back in that room where she had landed musty on arrival before suddenly felt the ground give way beneath her feet she had missed the first step of a staircase. His body rolled, bumping painfully on each of the steps before coming crashing heavily against the bottom. She took it upon herself not to cry despite the bruises and tried as best she could get up and move but feeling condemned, not even imagining she can live long, pronounced as loud as his lungs permettèrent him the name of her lover and protector. Why was he not there? Why fear mingled with pain does not she had immediately alerted? Advancing

painfully stooped, holding his lower abdomen, then his foot came suddenly hit a stone and she could feel and hear his bones break under the shock. She bit her tongue and groaned under the effect of pain before falling to his knees and realizing that his life would end and that was only a matter of minutes, wept bitterly. The siren and turned it stuck under his weight. Crawling on her body until the ride, his golden eyes shining in the dark, she licked the cheek of his rough tongue and put his warm lips on hers. Junaled tried to push him dealing a severe blow to the face and capsized on its side. She then crawled to try to escape but her attacker grabbed her siren furious hair and banged his head forcefully against the ground to knock him out before the ride back and bite her between the shoulder blades, snatching a first piece of flesh. June, who had the feeling of being reduced by one member shouted. Her tears drowned his eyes as the blood trickled down her spine. Constantinople, enjoying the first song she almost looked like his Grail, licked his lips before biting again. The torment of his muscles was excruciating and agonizing June prayed as she could to die quickly.

At that moment she recognized the smell of the man she loved around her and continued hope. It was there he was finally at his side and he would put a stop to it. It would probably be more furious than ever and the siren had a bad time. Yet he did not. To his surprise, he simply sat before her, stroking her cheek affectionately. And trying to comfort her, he asked the woman who accompanied him to join the first one continued to devour him back.

"chuuuut, do not cry, it will be longer." So

June laid his head on the lap of her lover, closed his eyes and waited for death comes to win.