Still able to scrape teaspoons from what seems to be a bottomless, magically replenishing tin…ever had one like that? Anyway, just to mix it up a little, I dropped in a couple droplets of caramel latte sweetener. Not bad!
(Addendum: I am blessed with co-workers who love to cook and share; there are fresh cinnamon rolls in the breakroom. Suddenly this tea tastes a WHOLE lot better!)
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
