My Kind of Tea Party
by chuckofish
This morning I received email from my middle son, who casually commented, “Also, I’ve taken what I believe is your last box of tea.” Alarmed, I thought “But it’s Friday! What will we do all weekend?” You must understand that my whole family is addicted to Yorkshire Red tea. We drink copious amounts all day and we don’t like any other kind. It’s not that we’re snobby tea connoisseurs, it’s just that we’re creatures of habit and Yorkshire Red is our favorite (okay, I really do think it’s better than Twinings). I suspect that for those in the know, we have very bourgeois tastes. So be it. We love our tea. Unfortunately, living as we do in the back of beyond, we can’t purchase the tea locally and have to rely on wonderful Amazon.com for delivery. Fast as they are, it is likely to be a long weekend with tea rationing, but it will make us savor every cup.


This reminds me of Precious Romotswe and her ‘bush tea’–I always wanted to try it. I’ll have to try this Yorkshire Tea–“a deliciously rich and refreshing cup of tea”–who could resist?
I encourage “chuckofish” and everyone else to get some bush tea post haste. Usually sells as Roobios or African Red. It’s the warm liquid version of a parent stroking your head when you were little and couldn’t fall asleep. Best venue for indulging: Outside, sitting on the ground, leaning against a big tree, with your bare feet sole-down in the grass. In 15—20 minutes, everything seems SO much better…
Ooh, that sounds good. I’ll have to try it!
I’m really glad that turned out well in the end, since I wasn’t too likely to return the tea I took.
-Chris
No worries…the new tea arrived on Saturday. Here it is Monday and we haven’t even run out of the ‘old’ tea yet. Maybe I overreacted. But better too much tea than too little!