I have too much tea. I mean, tins-and-jars-gathering-dust-much. Surely this describes none of you; you promptly drink all you have and none ever gets shoved to the back corner of a cabinet and forgotten.
Like this one.
But even after six years, according to my notes, this has retained its character. Heavy in texture, light in taste, tea first, then the hint of mint at the end. Since Nature’s Tea Leaf has disappeared, I’m glad to have stumbled onto this little cup of nostalgia for one of my (formerly) favorite purveyors.
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Oh yes. My tea never collects dust or gets forgotten about in a corner. Never.
Glad it withstood the neglect!
What I need to do is conduct a flat-out campaign to use up, share, or pitch the flavored stuff because it doesn’t weather the neglect as well. I don’t mind drinking unflavored tea, if it has been reasonably maintained, that’s been around the block a time or twelve.
Too much tea? I hear it every day and I disagree. My mother does not understand that some tea is stored as a wine – thus older means better.
Not all teas though.
That’s why I love you people! We’ll just all have this Thing together. (Anybody interested in starting a Too Many Books support group?)
Oh yes. My tea never collects dust or gets forgotten about in a corner. Never.
Glad it withstood the neglect!
What I need to do is conduct a flat-out campaign to use up, share, or pitch the flavored stuff because it doesn’t weather the neglect as well. I don’t mind drinking unflavored tea, if it has been reasonably maintained, that’s been around the block a time or twelve.
Too much tea is NOT A THING. If it is, I DEFINITELY HAVE THAT THING.
What does this “too much tea” thing mean?
Too much tea? I hear it every day and I disagree. My mother does not understand that some tea is stored as a wine – thus older means better.
Not all teas though.
#NotAllTeas
That’s why I love you people! We’ll just all have this Thing together. (Anybody interested in starting a Too Many Books support group?)
I wish I could show you the entire back room of my house. I definitely buy books faster than I read them, as I buy teas faster than I drink them. My husband doesn’t complain aloud; it’s better than buying fancy clothes or cars or whatever else people blow their money on, I guess?