If green tea is the fresh-faced youth of Chinese tea and pu-erh the wise elder, then Da Hong Pao sits between them like a charism...

Ask any Chinese tea master to name one oolong that embodies both imperial legend and living terroir, and the answer is almost alw...

High in the mist-wrapped Wuyi Mountains of northern Fujian, narrow plank paths are still bolted to sheer cliffs so that tea picke...

If green tea is the fresh-faced youth of Chinese tea and pu-erh the wise elder, then Da Hong Pao—Big Red Robe—occupies the charis...

If green tea is China’s springtime whisper and pu-erh its autumnal soliloquy, then Da Hong Pao—Big Red Robe—must be the cliff-hun...

When Chinese tea lovers speak of “rock rhyme”—the elusive yan yun that signals the highest grade of Wuyi oolong—they are, knowing...

If green tea is China’s garden sprite and pu-erh its venerable sage, then Da Hong Pao—Big Red Robe—stands as the martial hero of ...

High in the UNESCO-listed Wuyi Mountains of northern Fujian, narrow bamboo rafts glide between sheer granite cliffs whose crevice...

When Chinese tea lovers speak of “rock rhyme” – the elusive yan yun that haunts the palate like a struck bell – they are almost a...

When Chinese tea lovers whisper the words “Da Hong Pao,” they are not simply naming a tea; they are invoking a legend carved into...