‘This is the Forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of old, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline

Inspired by a drink at a London Café this encompasses all that is arboreal in a mug. Smokey, creamy and bitter, its mellow sweetness is foiled by the fresh scent of cedar oil.

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