As “tea” is actually the last thing mentioned on its ingredient list, I hesitated to add this to the lineup, but for what it is, it’s surprisingly tasty! Locally, we can find it at Atwoods, a farm and ranch store chain that offers free popcorn, saddle blankets, rabbit food, empty egg cartons, live chicks, and an interesting assortment of grocery whatnots.
Normally, I avoid bottled sweet tea because the citric acid reminds me of a bad chemistry experiment. The metallic sharpness spoils what could be a potentially decent drink. In this case, it doesn’t overpower the tea, nor does the sweetener (pure cane sugar; no stevia). It’s more “peach” than “tea,” but the fruit flavor is respectably accurate.
We have a front stoop instead of a front porch, but if I had one, I’d be on it with a rocking chair, the rest of the bottle, and my phone poised toward the maple tree knothole. Hootie has owl babies!
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I can’t tell what’s more delightful, that she had babies or the amazing names you’ve given the family!
Atwood’s sounds like a fun place to go, and hooray for Hootie!
I love learning about regional shops. How many owlets?
Two, we think. “And” and “The.” The dad, living nearby, is Blowfish.
I can’t tell what’s more delightful, that she had babies or the amazing names you’ve given the family!
If there was just one, he/she was just going to be Andy. “The,” best we can tell, is quite a bit smaller and isn’t quite tall enough to peek all the way out of the hole. Mostly we see fuzz and wings.