This is one of my Mom’s fave teas. When I first tried it with real honey as a sweetener, I thought it had a strange artificial-sweetener-like aftertaste. But a couple of nights ago I had it with brown sugar and steeped in a larger-than-usual type mug. Wow. What a difference! Much nicer than CS’s regular chamomile.
Lived in Pennsylvania until I was 29, ran away to live in the woods in England for five and a half years, then returned to America. Used to have a late lamented webpage about Peter Gabriel, guinea pigs and model horses called “In rraven’s Eyes”. Here’s a quick tip—remember to not leave your computer with your ex when you leave for another country. Would like to be a white horse when I grow up. But, until then, I am a freelance writer.
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