Last night at mom & dad’s. We were playing cards, when mom suddenly exclaimed, “Oh, I forgot to pour up the tea.”
“Uhm, how long has it been steeping?” I asked.
“Not long, I put it on just before you got here.”
Yeah, we had been there like an hour and a half. Typical glass of mom’s iced tea. Is it any wonder I seldom notice astringency?
haha
Steeped with a mother’s love! :)
Sounds like the tea my grandma used to make. She’d steep it for hours so it’d have more flavor. :)
The funny thing is this doesn’t taste a whole lot different when steeped correctly, but its home.