01
Brew broad-leaf.
Loose Keemun, a shallow pour, and no strainer between you and your future. The leaves must be free to drift and to land.
Tasseography · Est. 1898
Read what the
Read what the
leaves remember.
Steep a shallow pour, no strainer — fortune needs its sediment. Stir with your cursor, then be still. The leaves settle into a sign, and every sign is a sentence.
I — The Method
A reading is three small acts, done slowly.
No apparatus, no smoke. Only a good pot, a pale cup, and the patience to let the tea finish speaking after you've finished drinking.
02
Stir widdershins.
Three turns against the sun with the left hand, eyes half-closed, a question held in the mind but never spoken aloud.
03
Read rim to root.
What clings near the rim is near in time; what sinks to the root runs deep. Name the shape first — the meaning follows on its own.
II — The Leaf Lexicon
Seven signs the cup returns to.
A century of sittings, distilled. The same forms surface again and again — these are the ones our readers can name with their eyes shut.
III — The House Blends
Teas chosen for the leaf, not the palate.
We pick for the sediment. A tea that reads well leaves a broad, willing leaf — happy to be a heart one morning and an anchor the next.
№ 01
Rimfire Keemun
The house reading blend. Leaves broad enough to hold a symbol and dark enough to see it.
£14
№ 02
Widdershins
Smoky Lapsang, for questions that resist a straight answer and prefer to be circled.
£16
№ 03
The Long Steep
Aged pu-erh — patience, decanted. For fortunes that are still making up their mind.
£22
№ 04
Saucer & Salt
A bracing genmaicha for the mornings after a difficult prophecy.
£15
IV — From the Reading Room
What the cup has said lately.
I came in for the tea and left rather engaged. The cup showed a ring; my grandmother laughed for a full minute.
A crescent, they said, change on the turn. Three weeks on, my luck actually broke my way. I've stopped arguing with porcelain.
The most honest oracle in the city keeps no crystal ball — only a good pot, a steady hand, and a very well-lit saucer.
V — Sit With Us
Bring a question. Leave with a shape.
Sittings run Thursday to Sunday, dusk onward, by the copper light of the back room. First cup on the house — the second one always talks more.