What tea are you referring to, and how long to you let it brew? Most black teas have too much flavour for me, as in the tannins are strongly flavoured. I like cheap Earl Grey, not too much tannin and a bit of citrusy bergamot.
It's just the standard stuff served everywhere here. If you don't specify a particular kind of tea, you get a teabag of orange pekoe, and some hot water. My grandmother used to fuss with a teapot and the rest, but I couldn't be bothered.
Actually, ever since I read about microplastics leaching from teabags (that aren't made of paper), I've basically banned teabags here.
However... a little anecdote about tea/teabags:
Back in the late 1980s, I worked in the interpretive centre at the local wildlife sanctuary. One Sunday afternoon the interpreters went off to check the trails for damage and garbage and I was left to literally mind the store.
While they were gone, little groups of weirdly-dressed people kept coming in. They'd ask for two things: an acorn and a used teabag. They seemed to be in quite a hurry, and it wasn't until the fourth group came in and I said, "Yeah, I know, you want an acorn and a used tea bag" that I found out what was going on. One woman got upset and said, "Someone else was already here?" I told her, "You're the fourth."
She was quite worried to think I might not have any more acorns or used tea bags, so I said, "I'm not playing favorites in whatever this is, so I'll tell you what I told everyone else: There's a house on the corner of ____ and ____ with a tree close to the fence and has branches hanging over the sidewalk. You can go there and get your acorn and won't need to trespass. The only tea bags I have are new, but everyone else just bought one and ran it under the water in the fountain so it looks used. They're 25 cents."
She thanked me and explained that they were on a scavenger hunt.
When the interpreters came back later, I said to them, "You should have seen what happened this afternoon." They immediately got excited and asked if I'd seen a deer. I said no, but I did see 14 scavenger hunters, looking for an acorn and used tea bag. They were a bit confused since they hadn't seen anyone in the sanctuary, and then got upset, thinking that I'd let them go through the garbage. So I told them no, I'd sent them elsewhere for the acorns and sold them the teabags (there's a little coffee/tea kiosk in the bookstore).
I have no idea why everyone decided the interpretive centre was the best chance for these two things. My understanding of scavenger hunts is that you're not supposed to buy the items, but whatever. They went away happy and the centre made a little money on a very quiet afternoon.
My dad's take on this, regarding the acorns, was that I should have said, "There are 92 acres of trees out there. Help yourself." I told him that I didn't like the idea of these people wandering around, possibly making a mess and getting into trouble - it's a wildlife sanctuary after all, with real wild animals wandering around - so it just seemed a better solution to send them on their way to a place where I knew they could find what they were looking for (I'd passed that yard every day for years on my way to school so I knew exactly where it was).
