Stop Treating Pu-erh Like Crypto: Collecting Isn’t the Same as Enjoying
There is something peculiar about buying tea that we have no intention of drinking.
We examine its origin. We study the production year. We consider the reputation of the maker, the condition of the wrapper, and whether the tea might become more valuable in another decade.
Then we put it away.
I understand the attraction. Pu-erh has a history that rewards curiosity, and its ability to change with age makes it unlike many other teas. A well-stored cake of raw Pu-erh can develop characteristics quite different from those it possessed when first produced.
There is pleasure in witnessing that transformation.
But somewhere along the way, I wonder whether we have confused appreciation with accumulation.
Tea collecting has begun to resemble another familiar activity: investing in something because we believe someone else might eventually pay more for it.
The language is remarkably similar.
Scarcity. Provenance. Appreciation. Market demand.
Even the anxiety feels familiar.
We worry about buying too late, choosing the wrong vintage, or opening something that might be worth more unopened. A tea cake becomes less a drink and more an asset whose future value must be protected.
I find that a strange responsibility to place upon a few hundred grams of leaves.
Of course, collecting Pu-erh is not inherently foolish. Serious collectors have helped preserve important teas, documented production histories, and developed knowledge about ageing that ordinary drinkers might otherwise never encounter.
I respect that.
There is also nothing unreasonable about setting aside tea to observe how it changes over time. That is part of Pu-erh’s fascination, particularly with sheng, or raw Pu-erh, which can undergo significant changes during storage.
But ageing is not a guarantee of improvement. Time changes tea; it does not automatically make it better. Storage conditions, the original material, and personal taste all influence whether those changes are desirable.
With quiet regard, N. P. Lim
Stop Calling It “Premium”: Why Most Luxury Tea Branding Is Empty
There is a word I have become increasingly cautious of in the tea world. Premium. It appears everywhere. Premium leaves. Premium harvests. Premium collections. Premium experiences. The word sounds reassuring. It suggests care, quality, and something worth paying attention to. But after seeing it attached to almost everything, I sometimes wonder whether it has started…
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Pryce Tea: A Modern Pour with Old Tea-Room Ambitions
I visited on a weekday afternoon, around three, when the city had quieted into that particular lull between lunch and the evening rush. I’d been curious about Pryce Tea for a while, mostly because the brand keeps surfacing among people who talk about teas the way some people talk about wine. With a reputation built…
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The Seasons in a Tin: How Weather Shapes What I Reach For
I have a small habit that I never really noticed until recently. The weather changes, and somehow, so does the tea I want. On a hot afternoon, I find myself reaching for something light and floral. When rain settles over the windows, I want something darker, warmer, perhaps a little more comforting. On those rare…
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Ginger Lily Afternoon Tea on Orchard Road: A Floral Chapter in Singapore’s Culinary Story
I noticed the ginger lily flowers before I noticed anything else. Not real ones, exactly. A wall of them, suspended in resin, catching the light as I stepped off the lift on Level 5 at Hilton Singapore Orchard, home to Ginger Lily, a floral-themed afternoon tea lounge on Orchard Road. I stood there a second…
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Minimalism, But Make It Warm: A Simpler Way to Drink Better Tea
There is a certain irony about tea. The more we learn about it, the easier it becomes to complicate it. A simple cup of leaves and water slowly becomes surrounded by equipment, measurements, techniques, and expectations. We begin collecting teapots, comparing brewing methods, and searching for the perfect setup. None of these things are wrong….
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A Humble Cup in an Age of Overdesigned Drinks: iTea Review
The bubble tea I queued for last month came with a caramelized brûlée top I had to crack with the back of my spoon. It was fine. Pretty, even. But somewhere between the torched sugar and the cheese foam and the third topping I didn’t ask for, I lost the drink itself. So I went…
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Matcha Hype Has Gone Too Far (But I Still Drink It)
I have a confession. I am slightly tired of seeing matcha everywhere. Not because I dislike matcha. In fact, I drink it quite often. But there is something amusing about watching a humble tea become the centre of every café menu, wellness conversation, and social media trend. Matcha has gone from a traditional Japanese tea…
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Hortus Afternoon Tea Review: When the Garden Becomes the Occasion in the Flower Dome
I forgot, for a moment, that I was indoors at Hortus, the Mediterranean restaurant nestled within the Flower Dome at Gardens by the Bay. There were trees above me, real ones, and the air held that cool, green stillness you usually find early in the morning somewhere far from the city. A leaf drifted down…
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The Real Reason Your Tea at Cafés Tastes Flat
There is a particular disappointment that comes with ordering tea at a café. You see the menu. You notice the carefully written descriptions. Perhaps there is a mention of fragrant jasmine, roasted oolong, or a carefully selected blend. The presentation arrives beautifully arranged, and for a moment, there is anticipation. Then you take the first…
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Herbal Tea in Chinese: A Cup Shaped by Heat, Balance, and Belief
The first sip was bitter. I was maybe seven, and my grandmother had pressed a small ceramic cup into my hands, dark liquid inside, steam curling up between us. She didn’t explain. She just said, “Drink. You’ve been too heaty.“ I made a face. She didn’t smile. She just waited until I finished. Years later,…
