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Wednesday, August 1, 2007

What the Tea Leaves Told Me

It’s been documented, my romance with tea. I spent the afternoon at Starbucks the other day and grabbed up the cutest cup and saucer from their clearance shelf. I’ve been using it each evening as I relax with a cup of tea and a piece of Dove Dark Chocolate.

I love the feel of a warm ceramic cup in my hand – the way it slows me down, and keeps me in the moment. Today, I shared the love with a couple of girlfriends. My niece, my daughter, Jericho, and I took a break from housework, computer work, and watching “Hannah Montana” on television to have a summer tea party.

I recently found four new tea flavors at the grocery store, and I couldn’t wait to try the White Tea with Island Mango and Peach. The label says it’s made with real orange leaves and lemongrass. I sampled the Vanilla Caramel Truffle and the Red Tea with Harvest Strawberry and Passion Fruit Flavors earlier this week – Yum! I just love that pyramid tea bag. It’s the cutest thing!

I bought these perfect little tea-for-one sets online a few months ago. I knew they’d be a hit with my seven year old niece. She loves everything pink-and-purple-and-flowery. We searched the cupboards for something simple and yummy to pair with our tea, and, since I’ve limited the sweets around here the cupboard’s best offering was graham crackers.

So, we heated the water, gathered the milk and honey, and relaxed for a few minutes. I learned recently that milk in your tea counteracts the good of the antioxidants, so I skipped it. But my niece enjoyed pouring a little milk into her tea…a little more…then a bit more. “The milk comes up all around the outside edge, and in the middle it looks like a flower. I didn’t even have to stir it,” she marveled.

We read a few pages of Cornelia Funke’s delightful book, “Inkheart", then discussed our favorite characters. Mine is Mo. He really ‘gets it’ where books are concerned!

Sometimes I forget to slow down in the summertime. I stay pretty busy with mildly important stuff, and just don’t take the time. For my kids, it’s a true break from the stress and responsibility of school and life. I just don’t enjoy summer like I used to. But, I’m glad I took a few minutes out of my day today, to discuss tea leaves, hot water, and what that stuff is that settles in the bottom of my cup with my girls.

It was just a few minutes, twenty or thirty, but it was a welcome break in this busy summer afternoon. When I finish a good cup, I’m always reminded of a coffee commercial from my childhood. In this case, Lipton White Tea with Island Mango and Peach is ‘good to the last drop’.

Anyone read tea leaves? I don’t really believe in it, but if mine had a message today, it would be to spend a little time over tea with friends!

P.S. Go check out the perfect cliffhanger
The Box, Part II on Antique Mommy's blog.
I can't wait for Friday!


mopsy from lifenut said...

TaunaLen, I want to thank you for your support and encouraging words on my blog.

justabeachkat said...


LOVE your new cup and saucer from Starbucks. I love Starbucks. I'll look and see if I can find me one here.

I too love tea and you're right about the feel of the warm cup in your hand. Heavenly. Great post.


Lavender Chick said...

Oh, yummy! I can't wait to buy your new suggestions on tea. I'm a tea lover, too!

Loved your new cup and saucer from Starbucks. Enjoy!

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