Gentle Reader, this article is all about taking it back to the old school. This is because I am an old fool. Furthermore, and in a very real sense, it is so cool.
Brothers and sisters, we are gathered here today in the sight of this package of copious samplage so that we might bear witness to the 2011 7542.
Let us drink.
Thanks be to Pu-erh.sk.
Yay, unto the mighty packets did come your humble correspondent, and verily did he chortle with great mirth and a slapping of thighs when his eyes did look upon a whopping variety of samples. Like a man gathering wheat from the field in the time of harvest did he casually finger his way through the ark of tasty delights, only to come across something that didst confound his sight.
Verily I say unto thee, nothing good shall of CNNP after, let's say, 2005ish. Thusly there was a great wailing and gnashing of teeth as the 7542 revealed itself unto your humble correspondent.
Like the man that doth tear away his clothes only to be baptised in the river Jordan, so this CNNP cake was denuded of its raiments.
Small in leaf is the 7542, like the tiny firstborn shoots of the grain after the sowing. Mighty rancid is its aroma, reminding the gathered throng that CNNP knows how to make 7542. And lo, he meant rancid in a good way, and there was much delighting for he knew that it was good.
Before the days of Dayi, there was CNNP, and it was in the time of CNNP that they cooked up mighty 7542s. Many were their tongs, and they did age quite nicely. This is before the age of the cheapening, when Dayi did start making silly "Animal Year" cakes to which all did roll their eyes in abandon and mockery. But still the CNNP did keep making its 7542.
So many shelves of the brotherhood were thus filled with 7542s that they began to wonder if modern CNNP could still take it back to the old school. With great curiosity, they did sniff at the tea and realised that it was a little bit like 7542 as the scriptures foretold. They did quaff, and conclude that throatiness and rough sweetness were to be had in good quantity. And there was much rejoicing.
And LO, the CNNP spaketh unto them and they realised that the tea was indeed cooling. Verily, it was a bit rough, but for just two sheckles (32 Euro) what does it profit a man to raise his voice in protest?
And so they were sated, and while greatly pleased with the price and the rough-yet-decent sweetness, they decided to keep their purses closed. For there were many such fish in the sea, and many grapes on the vineyard, and many tongs at rock-bottom prices available at the right vendors.
So it was written, and so it shall be.
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