The Rose One

Hark, fair Larkies, and treat thyself to flowers that do not wither and flavor that ever blooms.

Are we a tad in over our beak with ye olde English? Mayhaps... but how could we not, with this month's most noble brew?

Let this floral elixir be thine February delight—worthy of poets and petals alike.  A brew so fine, it might just inspire sonnets—or at least a second sip.
(we can't help it)