By Jeff Koehler
Darjeeling's tea trees run throughout a legendary Indian panorama steeped within the non secular, the sacred, and the picturesque. Planted between eighty-seven tea estates at excessive elevation within the middle of the jap Himalayas, the linear rows of awesome eco-friendly waist-high shrubs that coat the steep slopes and valleys produce lower than 1 percentage of India's tea. but with its brilliant colour and muscatel style, Darjeeling is usually thought of the best tea within the world.
Built from scratch, India's tea grew to become the biggest at the globe and got here to represent British imperial rule in India. The jewel of its construction used to be, and is still, Darjeeling, and its tale is wealthy in humans, intrigue, and terroir. It contains Robert Fortune, whose mid-nineteenth-century smuggling of tea vegetation and services from China introduced the British East India corporation the standard tea it sought; the charismatic and arguable Rajah Banerjee, whose kinfolk owned the enduring Makaibari plantation for one hundred fifty years; the tea pluckers who underpin the undefined; and the lone auctioneer who bangs down his hammer oversees the sale greater than half Darjeeling's whole crop. however it can be the tale of the way this Edenic spot within the Himalayan foothills is beset by means of exertions and political unrest and alarming weather swap that threaten its destiny.
With ardour and belief, Koehler illuminates a ancient and arcane global, such that a normal tea bag and the cup loved via hundreds of thousands on a daily basis tackle completely new meanings.