High in the mist-curtained Wuyi Mountains of northern Fujian, a narrow plank path clings to sheer cliffs that drop into the Jiuqu...

If green tea is China’s liquid spring and pu-erh its earthy autumn, then Da Hong Pao—Big Red Robe—occupies the imperial throne of...

If any single tea can embody the romance, danger, and poetry of Chinese oolong, it is Da Hong Pao—literally “Big Red Robe”—grown ...

If green tea is the fresh face of Chinese tea culture and pu-erh its time-worn sage, then Wuyi Da Hong Pao stands somewhere betwe...

High in the Wuyi Mountains of northern Fujian, where mist coils around knife-sharp cliffs and a slow, mineral-rich river gnaws at...

When Chinese tea lovers speak of “rock bone and floral fragrance,” they are invoking the spirit of Da Hong Pao, the most celebrat...

When Chinese tea lovers speak of “rock rhyme,” they are invoking the stony soul of Da Hong Pao, the most celebrated oolong from n...

If green tea is the dewy youth of Chinese tea and pu-erh its meditative old age, then Da Hong Pao—literally “Big Red Robe”—is the...

Alishan High-Mountain Oolong is not merely a tea; it is a liquid map of Taiwan’s central mountain range, a fragrant diary written...

If green tea is the youthful scholar of Chinese tea and pu-erh the venerable sage, then Da Hong Pao sits between them like a batt...