High in the folds of Sichuan’s mist-laced Meng Ding Mountains, where clouds brush the shoulders of Tang-dynasty stone steps, a te...

If green tea is the fresh-faced youth of Chinese tea and pu-erh the venerable elder, then yellow tea occupies the quiet, cultivat...

High in the mist-cradled Meng Ding Mountain of Ya’an, Sichuan, a tea once reserved for emperors still unfurls its golden buds eve...

Meng Ding Huang Ya, literally “the yellow bud from Meng Summit,” is the least-known yet most aristocratic member of China’s micro...

High on the northern shoulder of the sacred Mt. Meng, where Sichuan’s mist never quite lifts and the first spring rays slide like...

Tucked high above the Sichuan basin, where perpetual cloud veils the Min River gorge, Meng Ding Huang Ya has been quietly perfect...

Meng Ding Huang Ya, literally “Yellow Bud from the Summit of Meng,” is the least-traveled jewel of China’s six major tea families...

Tucked away in the cloud-veiled peaks of Sichuan’s Meng Ding mountain, 1,450 m above the Chengdu plain, grows a tea so discreet t...

Tucked high on the northern rim of the Sichuan Basin, where the Himalayas throw their first gentle folds toward the Yangtze, lies...

Meng Ding Huang Ya, literally “Yellow Bud from Meng Summit,” is the least exported yet most aristocratic member of China’s micro-...