(totally borrowed this pic from my b-day post, but it was too perfect to not use!)
Have I ever told you guys how much I love tea? Seriously, the stuff is like a drug to me. I blame my parents for my "addiction" due to the fact that they put tea in my bottle when I was 2. It was more like 1/8 tea and 7/8 warm milk, but even so...
I grew up in a very British family. My late Grandpa hailed from Scotland, so he brought over the tradition of tea into our family. At my Grandma's house, tea is always steeping on the countertop, waiting to be poured into delicate china cups and sipped as we visit with each other.
At my parent's home, tea is synonymous with comfort. Whenever we had a bad day, or just a long day, coming home and hearing the teakettle singing on the stove was like having a weight lifted. After dinner, we would sit around the table, nibble on shortbread, drink tea, and chat about the day before we went our separate ways for the evening. Tea was more than just a beverage, it was a way of life.
I have to point out though, that for me "tea" is not the fruity, herbal tisanes that you can buy (Celestial Seasonings? Ick). It has to be good old black tea, preferably loose-leaf, that can handle milk and sugar. My absolute favorite is PG Tips:
- Boil water.
- Add 2 heaping teaspoons (or two teabags) to teapot and pour in boiling water.
- Cover with teacozy and steep for 3-5 minutes.
- Remove tea/teabags.
- Pour into cups, adding a dash of milk and sugar to taste.
- Repeat process as many times as needed throughout the day...