Wuyi Da Hong Pao—literally “Big Red Robe”—is the most mythic name in the oolong universe. Born on the vertiginous basalt cliffs ...

When Chinese tea lovers speak of “rock rhyme”—the stony, mineral whisper that lingers after swallowing an oolong—they are quoting...

High in the fog-laced crevices of northern Fujian’s Wuyi Mountains, a six-tree grove of gnarled tea bushes clings to a narrow roc...

If green tea is the fresh-faced scholar of Chinese teas and pu-erh the venerable sage, then Da Hong Pao—literally “Big Red Robe”—...

High above the winding Jiuqu Stream, where the Wuyi Mountains thrust their granite shoulders into the humid Fujian sky, tea bushe...

When Chinese tea lovers speak of “rock rhyme”—the mineral whisper that lingers on tongue and memory—they are almost always talkin...

High in the Wuyi Mountains of northern Fujian, where the Nine-Bend River coils like a jade ribbon around crimson cliffs, tea is n...

If oolong tea is the symphony of Chinese tea craftsmanship, then Da Hong Pao from the Wuyi Mountains is its most dramatic crescen...

The world of tea is vast and diverse, yet few varieties capture the imagination quite like Da Hong Pao (大红袍), a revered oolong te...

The world of tea is vast and diverse, but few varieties capture the imagination quite like Da Hong Pao (Big Red Robe) oolong tea....