Last cup. Hope this is available next fall…enjoying this so much explains why I’m not a huge lover of straight-up chai. It just tastes like hot, wet spice. The addition of a little fruit to the mix makes it homey and sweet and dessert-like. Wonder what cherry chai would be like…
Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.
Southwest Missouri
