A lifelong story

I was born in the East. Under the clear sky. Inhaling mountain air and quenching thirst with glacial water. My father often took me on trips where I learned tea. Since then, many glaciers have descended from the mountains. I left the East and explored the Empire from the southern borders, to the White Sea. From the Sea of ​​Okhotsk to the harsh Baltic. Wandering, gained invaluable experience and created an innovative recipe. People often ask me: why is it impossible to quench my thirst with my tea? I do not know. I can say one thing: you cannot quench your thirst with tea. There is water for this purpose. Tea, something else. This is a union. Copulation. Perfect tea does not have to please everyone. Quality is not often seen.