I think this tea was brought by elves — found a 24-pack on top of my microwave and neither my husband nor I purchased it, but can’t remember for the life of us how it made it into the house.
A fair bagged green, not very strong, stereotypical middle-of-the-road vegetable garden taste to it.
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
That is too funny! I wish the tea elves would come see me, but I want to give them a list of what to bring.
Tea fairy!
I don’t mind that they bring me tea, but I sure wish they’d clean my kitchen while they are at it…
LOL touche gmathis. Touche.