Although my feet are killing me and my head is pulsating from an overdose of sugary scones and cookies, it was a pleasure to help with a tea celebrating the retirement of a dear work friend this afternoon. I had kettle and (by default) tea sommelier duty, assisting the less familiar with “what should I drink?”
Blueberry Green was the runaway favorite of the infrequent drinkers , and I can’t blame them … I hadn’t tried it before, myself. The cornflowers and vanilla do a bang-up job curtailing any tartness, and it was a perfect steeping buddy since we couldn’t keep the water at full boil the whole time.
In case you’re wondering, Hot Cinnamon Spice beat out Paris by a nose for second place, should you ever need to serve some tea for the un-tea’d masses.
Omg, you have a whole tea wall? what’s it like?
LOL! I should be ashamed, but I’m not! There are four shelves holding 67 tins at the moment, most of them Harney and Sons black and gold tins. When tea comes in a different kind of tin, either they or I repackage it so it matches. Below the shelves there is a chest. It holds my Teavivre teas that are in pouches. I keep some of my most used Teavivre teas in tins on the shelves, though. My French teas are kept in a cabinet and the teas my daughter and her fiancé bring me from Europe are in a basket. I have these smaller stash baskets. I know, I know, too much! But honestly, I give away a ton of tea! I have even sent boxes of tea home with people!
I am jealous! quite jealous!