Tea is the life-blood
When ya wake up, ya gotta have that extra kick. And while many choose to destroy their existence with coffee1, tea is clearly the superior beverage.
Tea has meant a lot to me since I was very small. I started with regular, and remember clearly the first time I was offered earl grey tea. I was no older than five. Earl grey is one of my favourite teas2, and some others are green tea with brown rice, peppermint, and Cambridge. What is Cambridge tea, you ask? Here’s how to make a cup for yourself: get a cup and fill it slightly less than halfway with milk, and fill the rest of the cup with hot water. Then, add a teaspoon of sugar, and a tiny amount of vanilla extract. To top it off, sprinkle some cinnamon and grated nutmeg on top. It’s the house specialty!
Now, let’s get back to my love of tea from an early age. I recollect a time when I was just four years of age, and my parents and I had just finished eating supper. I had begun to walk away from the table, when my parents offered me a cup of tea. Naturally, I couldn’t refuse! So, I started back over to the table, and as I neared it, I fell forward, catching my lip on the edge of the table as I went down. I had to go to the hospital to get my lip glued back together! So you see the things I go through for a damn cup of tea!!
Some people, who think they’re really “hard-core”, always take their tea black. I, however, always take milk and sugar in my tea, whatever kind it is. It tastes better! Now, I’m going to finish this cup of mandarin orange spice tea.
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1: Alright, I have nothing against coffee - I enjoy a good old cup every so often - it’s just that the ‘morning kick’ is usually associated with coffee, and I had to make it clear that I much prefer tea for this purpose.
2: The best brand of earl grey is Ridgeway’s Organic. It comes in a blue box, and is obtainable at Donald’s Market and Capers. It’s about five bucks a box, and the boxes contain forty bags. Even with that many bags, we still go through a box a week!
Note: The title and inspiration for this journal came from a conversation I had with Phoebe on the bus today. I said, “Tea is the life blood of….” and she rejoined, “life!”
1 comment:
This is one of the few references I have found on the web for Cambridge Tea! My grandmother always made it for me when I was young but I don't know many others familiar with it. We had it without the vanilla, but used to dip toast with butter and jam in it. Thanks for the post!
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