I really am digging the additions to this blend that balance out the tartness—the vanilla and lavender, particularly.
When I was a kid, Mom would take the leftover pie crust dough, flatten it, daub it with butter and cinnamon and bake it until it was just barely crustie. I called it “pie goodie.” I’m wishing I had a slab to go with this. The two together would make fruit cobbler.
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
