It’s tan sugar water. No “tea” taste to it whatsoever.
To be fair, it’s actually more like brown sugar water.
If it didn’t taste like tea, it wasn’t proper sweet tea.
Look, you can’t hold bad examples against us. It’s like saying you can’t stand burgers or pizza because you got some garbage fast food (twice!) under those labels.
A veritable Judgment of Solomon.
You’re wrong on both counts. Check your taste buds, or try a different source.
Look, imagine your favorite song. Imagine it being performed by your favorite band, ensemble or orchestra. This is tea.
Now put said band, ensemble or orchestra in the center of an arena or stadium. Let’s say Soccer City in Johannesburg. Still tea.
Now add 80,000 fools to the stadium seats, all armed with vuvuzelas. This is sugar.
So you’ve got this wonderfully subtle and sublime quartet (or whatever) playing in the the center of the stadium. Tea. But you’ve got eighty-fucking-thousand idiots with plastic horns all droning it all out. You don’t hear the song, you hear a relentless droning. You don’t taste tea, you taste sugar. Voila, “sweet tea.”
Like I said, check your tastebuds if you’re not tasting tea.
I think we’re at an impasse. Let’s agree to disagree.
I am obviously a Southerner, and I taste the sugar in this stuff before the tea.