We've spoken (sung high the praises) of Ruby Darjeeling Tea, which tastes and smells, among other things, like an armful of Red Roses--

What are we to say of Margaret's Hope's Spring White Darjeeling, which tastes/smells like a bouquet of Lily of the Valley?  Muguet, as I remember from the song of Guillaume de Machaut (I think it was), as in:

                     L'amour de moi
                     S'y est enclose,
                     Dedans un joli Jardinet
                     Où croît la Rose,
                     Et le Muguet.

Which, when you hear it, will break your heart with loveliness.