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Another meander through the trivia of my life, but then I don't really worry too much about the big stuff.
I love tea, I'm a tea bore in the way some people are about wine; I sneer at everyday blends, pour scorn on the notion that Twining's is 'posh tea', and wax lyrical about the merits of single garden teas. Tea**g is a dirty word in my view. The only thing that casts a shadow on my connoisseur's credentials is the state of my crockery.
I have a fairly large collection of Denby Chevron, assembled from charity shops and eBay. As the pattern was in production for twenty years there are slight variations in shape and colour, which I like - they sort of match, but the variations give it character. I'm not really comfortable using it when I have visitors, as it might look a bit shabby, and worst of all it's green, whereas my living room is blue.
So, I thought I'd buy some nice branded china, something by Doulton for instance, not too fancy or too fussy (I can't abide floral patterns, unless it's totally mad chintz, and then I wouldn't want to live with that). Problem one was budget, buying new cups, saucers, plates etc could set me back a small fortune; there was eBay but that would give the same problem of poor matching unless I bought a complete service from one seller, which would be pretty much as expensive. I cast my net a little further...
Browsing the vintage porcelain section of eBay was a huge mistake - it sent me straight back to my childhood. My grandmother had a huge black oak Welsh dresser arrayed with willow-pattern plates, copper-lustre jugs, and a lot of very bright 'imari' / gaudy Welsh china. I had to have something similar to the latter.
There are complete services of Victorian and Edwardian china listed on eBay that are quite inexpensive, but that feels like cheating. My grandmother's was built up in stages, and while they looked very similar, they were different. So the new plan is to buy a service of six cups, saucers and possibly side plates, a tea set of teapot, milk jug and sugar bowl, and additional sandwich and cake plates. This is going to take some time, and of course I'll need to get appropriate teaspoons. However, when the tea's brewed and the cucumber sandwiches laid out, it'll be authentic.
This is all quite sad I know, but nothing compared to what I've done in photography, and in no way undermined by my buying brand new Denby Blue Jetty cups, saucers and plates on the way home from work today (they were on sale). It might however put a ding in my left-wing ideals, because as we all know 'all proper tea is theft' :)
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Tea**g?
Sorry, you gonna have to explain that for us poor colonials. I should add that I normally drink fresh tea poured over a large glass of ice. I prefer the Cain's Quart Size bags; I pop a couple of those in a gallon jar of water and place it on my back porch before going to work in the morning. When I get home in the evening its ready to drink. Mm-m-m-m Good! I do NOT, however, drink it with the couple of tablespoons of sugar that most everybody else around here puts in their tea, I'm not a heathen! (Cringing yet?)
Now, as for photography, you can't be any worse than my brother, who must have about 300 or so vintage cameras by now, he started collecting them back in the mid-sixties. I think his oldest is a glass plate/roll film combination made back in the early 1900's. His newest is a state of the art Canon digital professional camera with one of those big white lenses like you see on the sidelines at sporting events.
Oh, Chevron, that's a gasoline company, right? Did they give them out as premiums when you bought gas? I had a nice set of 12 ounce glasses and a pitcher my parents got that way, but they've all gotten broken over the years.
Karen J.
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose"
Janis Joplin
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
don' cha lurv
The weird...er, quaint... um, charming eccentricities that we display from time to time. I'm afraid I have not much interest in teapots or blends or patterns on olde English China. Is that an oxymoron? Really Ceri, not trying to put anything or anyone down. It's all good and makes us each who we are. I do know Photography a bit, even sold a few once. Do photo libraries still exist? All the gears gone, but the head still works... well sort of. But hey I did have an aunt once at a family do... Och really boy, blue and green should nere be seen. Hey I was about 14, jeans and a sort of turquoise shirt. Needless to say I still wear blue and green ... just to show independence of thought...ya know. Aint I just the rebel? Sorry of topic, but I do love all your little blogs and sidetrips to all sorts of places. Sometimes I even learn stuff. Even if Denby Blue Jetty does sound like a seaside motel. Don't mind me... I's weird.
Kristina
Future in tealeaves
I like Spode 'Italian'. I have quite a lot of the the old stuff which has such a better blue. Sadly the requisite lead content necessary to achieve the really deep old blue is no longer permissible. Just because the workers tended to die young of lead poisoning! No-one nowadays prepared to make sacrifices to achieve perfection- no wonder the nation is in decline! And whatever happened to consumer choice?
Even the modern, non-lethal, stuff is expensive though and I am down to my last teacup. Plenty of saucers though and I may well be reduced emulating the cat and drinking out of those. I am not sure if you are criticising Twinings or not. I personally think they are excellent and like to mix, 50/50, their Earl Grey and Ceylon. Quite delicious.
I don't know how photography crept into this but, for the record, I have a couple of Nikons FM and FEs and a Minox. I would dearly like to try digitals but fear I would never be able to understand how they work. The number of choices they offer just baffle me, and if I ever did work out what to do in any given situation the moment would I fear have long fled.
I love the idea of proper tea being nicked by tea leaves. There is a satisfying sense of completeness about it.
Hugs,
Fleurie
Ah, you English
I love the idea of proper tea being nicked by tea leaves. There is a satisfying sense of completeness about it.
See, this is where you leave us Americans scratching our heads in befuddlement. I know and understand the meaning of all those words, but it makes absolutely no sense to me. :(
As for where photography crept in, see the last paragraph of Ceri's original post.
Karen J.
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose"
Janis Joplin
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
Cockney rhyming slang
'Tea Leaf' is cockney rhyming slang for Thief :)
Love You Guys
I don't know anywhere else where we could be having a discussion about various types of china and teabags and the merits of Twining's. I have to laugh,sorry,
Joanne
contentment
The older I grow the more my contentment seems to hinge on dotting i's and crossing t's, even if it means dispensing with convenience. Making tea by dropping a teabag in a cup of hot water is the work of minutes, but making a pot of tea using loose leaves, an almost ritualistic routine, not only makes better tea, but feels better too. Embellishing the ritual with good quality tea, or china, adds to the experience. A little ceremony is a nice touch for a visitor too, makes them feel like you're making an effort for them, more than just showing off... I bake to show off :)
With photography I've taken this to extremes. I have a good quality Pentax film SLR outfit that can handle most things it's asked to do, but my joy is in vintage cameras; not just owning them (and I have several hundred), but using them as the original owner would. I have an even bigger collection of books and magazines from the forties, fifties and sixties, and I use them to pick up camera and darkroom technique. If I'm using, say, a Voigtlander Vito from the mid fifties, the film choice would be a thin emulsion 'Leica film' - these are still made by a firm in Croatia - and developed in an accutance developer - modern equivalents are available, but I prefer to make up a Beutler formula from individual chemicals... I print on fibrebased bromide paper, or chloro-bromide paper (still made by a Czech company), developed again in period formula, soaked in ox-gall and dried on french-chalked panes of glass to glaze them to a high gloss. It's incredibly time consuming, and doesn't always improve the final image, but it's fun - for me at least. Some of this stuff is finding its way into my stories, I excised a 500 word section of 'Roni Gwyn' describing how she processed her films... tea hasn't made an appearance yet, but now I've a greater understanding of their china, it'll no doubt appear in the Edwardian pieces I'm working on!
My gripe with Twinings is that it's sold as a premium tea, but isn't better enough than cheaper brands to justify the extra expense. Their Earl Grey is heavily scented to disguise low grade tea; Tippyleaf sell an Earl Grey that's made from long leaf Keemun that relies less on bergamot oil, but adds cornflowers... it's about a £1 more per quarter than Twinings, but has a more pleasant, subtler flavour. Also, Northern Tea Merchants' Earl Grey is cheaper than Twinings, but tastes better. Not that I obsessively sample teas, I'm not that sad honest :)
Snap.
Strangely enough I also posses a Pentax Spotmatic and a Vito B. They're both fine cameras, although I use them infrequently nowadays. I have lost my darkroom since I moved house about five years ago which is a sadness.
Maybe Twinings' teas are as you say but none other I have tried when mixed as above give me quite the same pleasure. The fact that I may have been deceived makes me feel, for quite unfathomable reasons, quite decadent. Lovely. :)
What really puzzles me is that if I take English tea out to France it never tastes the same. Nor do coffee beans bought in France and brought back to England. (Ok I know that tea and coffee do taste differently but what I mean is .... Dammit you know what I mean!) It can't just be the water surely? And it isn't the milk which in France tastes quite disgusting anyway, being over processed (Beware Nick!!!)and which I therefore avoid. This is quite a serious problem as this fact, combined with the price of wine over there, does mean that until I find the answer I am condemned to getting quite drunk very early on in the day.
Life can be very difficult sometimes.
Hugs,
Fleurie
*real* tea
Back at the start of my career, I worked in the same building as the Co-op's tea buyers, and they acquainted me with good tea. Many years later, I holidayed in Sri Lanka (Ceylon) and visited several tea plantations. You can really see the difference between real tea and the sweepings (also called dust) they put into "tea" bags. And you can *taste* the difference. How you can taste the difference. The estates even sold leaf-tip teas, which they claimed were their premier teas. They were very good, though I could tell little difference between these and the next grade down (which were still better than anything on sale in the average shop).
Also, the estates were still using the Victorian equipment bought when the plantation was founded. Walking round the buildings, and seeing these marvellous pieces of Victorian engineering still running over a century later, plates announcing to the world "Made in Birmingham 1880" or "Made in Sheffield 1890" made me proud.
Evolution/Fickleness of Taste
I've gone through many phases of taste in tea preferences. Why, just in my last 10 years of green-tea drinking, I've gone from Chinese gunpowder to Japanese green leaf, to, just several months ago, Matcha, which is now my daily staple drink.
Matcha is the very, very green part of the tea leaf, with all the coarser bits of stems and veins removed, reduced to the finest imaginable powder form. It's the kind of tea that gets used in the Tea Ceremony, although the grade I'm drinking is probably two orders of magnitude cheaper than the good stuff. In the Tea Ceremony, a bamboo whisk is used to beat the leaf powder into a frothy mix with water before the rest of the hot water is added.
My present technique for my quick morning cuppa involves simply dumping a pinch of powder into my Chinese porcelain mug full of water, and *gasp* using a battery-powered Philips MiniShaker(which has a thin plastic mixing wand you hold in the beverage to be processed while you push the button) for 30 seconds or so to blend the whole cup to a lovely green froth.
The mug is actually a pretty neat thing itself. The whole thing is three pieces, your basic mug as you imagine it, a nicely fitting lid in the same pattern continued from the outside of the mug, and a third piece which slips inside the cup and has holes in it, in which you can put some leaves. Removing the "basket" leaves you with a mostly-strained cup of tea. The lid fits both the cup and the basket, and retains heat, either for brewing, or for keeping the cuppa warm between sips. Obviously, I don't use the basket for the Matcha. The lid is also less useful, as Matcha is typically brewed/mixed and drunk at a lower temperature than strained teas.
Before I was drinking green teas, I was drinking blacks and oolongs, purchased in the tea aisle (note the spelling of "aisle" -- I'm tired of seeing stories on this site that use "isle" incorrectly) of the Chinese supermarkets that I frequent.
Before that, I was drinking English-packaged teas, like Lipton Red and Lipton Yellow, either loose teas or the large bags that make a whole pot at once. And, yes, I have a real teapot with the spout and the little holes to keep the leaves in the pot when you pour.
Before that, it was Red Rose in individual cup bags. Somewhere around here, I decided I prefered milk in my Anglo-American style tea instead of lemon. Before that, Tetley, mostly.
One of my Chinese-American friends remarks at how astringent are the teas that Americans tend to favor. He says he can drinks pots and pots of Chinese tea, but one cup of American tea and his throat is sore. The marketing word for astringent is "brisk", and it makes a good deal of sense once you realize that the bulk of all tea consumed by Americans is as iced tea, where briskness is a desirable characteristic.
Tea Time with Pee Wee
My tea set's all little elephants, subcontinental kitsch I got at Pier One. They mostly hang out in the hutch with my plastic godzilla and my Bob's Big Boy figurine, who I've swapped the heads on. I don't know that I've ever used it, except for when the dishes needed to be done and I ate cereal out of the Mama Elephant cream pitcher. Mostly I drink my cheap Mexican espresso coffee out of my remaining Laurel Birch cat mug. I could probably get into the distinction between good teas and better teas, but it sounds expensive. Most expensive things I've tried I've really liked- for example once I tasted good imports I could no longer drink 85% of the beers available. Or real bakery bread vs. Sarah Lee. So I try to avoid cultivating expensive habits. Not out of austerity or self-denial but because my greatest & most rewarding luxury is time spent writing, and the cheaper I can live the less time I have to spend working for the boss man. Probably more valuable than all the rest of my so-called China put together is my huge ceramic beer stein with a pewter lid with a spike on the top. (Why the spike? Is it so when you poke your eye out you know you've had enuff?) I'm surprised no one has commented on that horrendous pun Ceri's blog ended with. Good one...
~~~hugs, LAIKA
What borders on stupidity?
Canada and Mexico.
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What about the one in the title?
:)
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Pun?
To get a pun you have to understand the words. I'm now guessing it has something to do with the rhyming slang mentioned previously, but I don't know.
As for the title, I ignored that. To paraphrase Lazurus Long: The appropriate punishment for a person that makes puns should be the bastinado. For the first offense.
I've learned something about teas today, but I still prefer a good cup of steaming black coffee. Cops live on coffee. I used to do the home ground whole bean thing, but it got too expensive.
Karen J.
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose"
Janis Joplin
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
When you suspect a pun, say it out loud..
"All proper tea is theft." Try it. :)
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Nope
Must be the accent I don't have.
KJT
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose"
Janis Joplin
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
Emerson and maybe others
Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote: "In the last analysis all property is theft." From Wikipedia, but I'm not sure he was first or just quoting someone else. :)
Accent? I sound like Minnie Pearl. LOL.
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Oh
Hadn't heard that, but then I never was an Emerson fan.
Actually, I sound like Foghorn Leghorn on helium; except with hayfever season starting up you have to throw a little bullfrog in the mix. ;)
Karen
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose"
Janis Joplin
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
That *sounds* a sexy combination
I always thought Foghorn's female equivalent would damned sexy.
As to TEA, I usually put two one cup tea bags in a four cup drip coffee maker and ...
I'll admit it does come out a bit strong but has nevercasuedmeanytroubleotherthatrunningafourminutemileintwofifty.
As to coffee, I get much of mine free that the bank, we have it out for customers, but my favorite is Kona, which is an Arabica variety, preferably a peaberry, freshly ground and either plain(black) or with alot of milk, skim. I only occasionally add sugar. The Greenwell Farms Special Reserve is the best -- there are other fine Hawaiian coffee's and Cosa Rica, Kenya and others produce excellent beans but I like this one.
Peaberry is no more than three percent of the crop. It forms near the tips of the coffee tree and has a single bean rather than the usual double found in the coffee cherry. It is milder, a little less caffene, and more flavorful. The Greenwell Reserve is their best, it is the select of the peaberry. At the farm in Dec 2006 it was only aprox $30 US for a pound bag of darkroasted, whole bean. A fivepound bag was an economical $138. Or as I call it "MY precious!" Greenwell has roasted and sold coffee since 1850 and grown much of their own since the late 1800s. Mark Twain was very fond of Kona. All the farms are the otherway down the coast than the route of the Ironman triathalon and just up the cliffs from where the Hawawiians gave Captain Cook a reason to stay, they killed him.
That's what you get when you forget to tip the bellhop.
John in very snowy yet again Wauwatosa
John in Wauwatosa
Try Costco
I buy three pounds of beans for less that ten dollars at Costco. I love strong coffee, but not bitter, so I mix three pounds of Colombian with three pounds of French Roast and wahlah my very own formula. Arecee
I love blogs like this
I love blogs like this. It shows a glimmer of a person's life. Me, I'm an American tea snob. I order iced tea in American restaurants, green tean in Japanese restaurants, and black tea in Chinese reataurants.
Now, when it comes to beer, I become a snob. That Coors has to come in a bottle and be Ice cold before it touches my lips. Truth be told, I can't drink that stuff. A beer isn't a beer unless it can be drunk warm. Yup, I used to brew my own. It's like tea. Good tea and good beer takes a lot of work. Bottling beer is a real pain in the butt. But as the saying goes, "If beer was easy to make, they would call it wine". I tired of it several years ago when small breweries started selling their brews in stores. I do miss the satisfaction of doing the work myself, but that would be ten hours I can use writing. Just don't get me started on motorcycles, that's the drug I can't resist. Got to go now, I need another cup of coffee, Arecee
Snob appeal
I thought about this while grinding beans for my coffee this morning and thinking, this danged grinder grinds too fine. Why bother grinding my own at all? It's snobbery. Yes, it tastes marginally better but not when the coffee maker gets clogged by too fine a grind and runs out all over the counter. And marginal is just that. Maybe 2%? Going to a coffee shop is a greater improvement than that but time and money are contraindications. Still, I paid 30 bucks for a grinder that won't do the job for the small amount of beans I grind at one time.
Maybe I should just buy green beans and roast my own. Or plant my own coffee trees, I live in the mountains in a subtropical area with a climate much like Ethiopia's. That'll work.
The cord is too short too. Frigging coffee grinder. Should make chuckwagon coffee and use the flat back of a hatchet. :)
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
blindspot
I must admit I've a blindspot when it comes to green teas - I just don't like any of them, and believe me I've tried.
Mornings start with a pot of strong Assam or Ceylon taken with a splash of milk. During the day if I'm in work (I keep a pot in the office) I tend to drink Nilgiri, but if I'm home it'll be Ceylon, or mixed Keemun and Assam, with Darjeeling or Sikkim at teatime and later. As most of my friends take milk, and most of the teas I enjoy don't suit milk, visitors are offered Ceylon, the Keemun / Assam mix or Earl Grey. I try not to wince if they ask for sugar :)
I like having nice things, sometimes even new things, which is probably the product of my parents' parsimony - everything at home was used until it fell apart, which might take decades, and nothing ever matched. My mother has a Royal Albert service but it's never seen the light of day, but lives wrapped up in the box room. There's also a pretty good quality cased cutlery service, again never used, but put to one side in the parlour - the only room in the house with matching furniture, and the one we never used.
Green Tea
It's okay, a bit earthy tasting to me. I grew up on American-style sweetened ice tea. (Iced tea for you Northerners.) This is a bitter brew, made very strong and softened by sweetener and pouring over ice while still warm. It's not hot tea, it's more of a homemade soft drink, like lemonade.
There are ice tea snobs, too. Lemon or mint? (I prefer neither.) I don't make ice tea for myself since it's hard to make less than a half-gallon and I don't want to be up all night (it's not the caffeine or theophyllin, okay) and refrigerating the homemade stuff makes it taste of dust and resin.
For hot tea, my British friend makes stuff so good you can believe Empires were created to ensure a good supply. If I make it myself, I settle for Earl Grey or one of the breakfast blends that may come in teabags. Ceylon is good too.
I don't believe the stuff about sweepings going into teabags because I've dissected teabags and compared to bulk tea. No difference in texture or appearance and sweepings would have. Very little to no difference in taste if the tea is fresh, bagged tea seems to have a headstart on going stale though because of the way it's packaged. Cheap tea is cheap tea, bagged or not bagged.
Maybe we don't get good tea in America but my British friend has no trouble making a brilliant pot with plain old supermarket Lipton pekoe. He doesn't use teabags unless he tears them open because he says he has to measure with a spoon to get it right. If he has good leaf, he makes even better tea but I think it's the technique that puts it into the superlatives.
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
It's all in the leaves
Cheaper tea is machine processed - crush, tear, curl - to speed up oxidation, and allow it to be packed more densely; large leaf teas are produced much more slowly, and with less mechanical handling. CTC teas infuse quicker, but much of the flavour is lost in processing - certainly most of the regional characteristics. African tea is used to bulk up cheap teas and to give them colour (most Asian teas look a bit anaemic when taken with milk).
Some of the very best teas are fairly temperamental and have to be brewed very carefully. Darjeelings can 'go off' if infused for even seconds over time, and have to be measured carefully to make sure there are enough tips. It's all very time consuming, but the results are superb.
I will confess to keeping some very cheap tea in the cupboard for making bara brith - it's a sweet fruit loaf where tea is used in the dough. Good teas are just too weak to do the job.
Milk in tea or coffee
I've come to prefer this as I get older, though I used to take my coffee black. Now I find out that the calcium compounds in milk bind with the iron compounds in tea and coffee to prevent excess iron in the blood for older people. Hot drinks send their iron compounds into the blood quickly which could contribute to heart arhythmias. Younger people have less worries about too much iron and may in fact need more, especially women. Of course, the iron prevents absorption of the calcium, too, so eat more cruciferous vegetables but not with coffee or tea. :)
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
My mornings start…
…with a pot of tea made from two parts Assam to one of Darjeeling. I find it suits me very well. I sometimes get “posh†Assam and Darjeeling from a tea and coffee merchant in Oxford's covered market, but most of the time I use Waitrose's own brand Assam and Darjeeling; much nicer, IMHO, that Twinings, which I too think is over-rated.
Incidentally, many years ago there was a programme on BBC Radio 4 called My Word which ended each week with Frank Muir and Denis Norden each having to make up a story about the origin of a well-known proverb. On one occasion, Frank Muir had this long and involved story explaining to his wife “Polly†as to the reason he had to go all the way to his home town from holiday to buy a packet of tea from their corner shop run by a lady called Honor. The reason? Oh, yes…
“Honor's tea is the best, Polly, see.â€
I'll leave y’all to work it out.
Gabi
Gabi.
I loved that programme.
I still don't believe that Norden and Muir's stories were totally impromptu because they were so involved and so good. One I remember ended with phrase ' ... the butter part of Valerie's desk ration.' (say it out loud) Never forgotten it for some obscure reason.
Geoff
Oh, One More...
I'm not sure if we could blame this one on Muir and Norden, but I have no idea where it came from and it might well have been one of theirs. It's the only joke I seem to remember well enough to tell, as awful as it is.
It starts off with a long yarn about an Italian Renaissance magnetic compass maker by the name of Tate who supplied all the early explorers, and how accurate they were, yadda, yadda. It goes on to describe the success of the business, followed by the greed and slovenliness of the children who took over the business after the old man's death, and the decline of the product's quality control. It culminates with the punchline, "He who has a Tates is lost!"
Hmmm... I actually like it better in the capsule version than the verbose one, now that I think about it.
to think I could be writing...
I think you're on to something with these capsule versions, Pippa.
People can imagine the rest. Here then are a few punning punchlines about tea:
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Now that's product loyalty I thought, as he faced his his executioners
with a cry of: "Give me Lieber Tea or give me death!"
She smiled, "Oh no, I don't make it here at work. Cherry tea begins at home..."
When I realised the entire shipment had been onboard the great zeppelin,
I cried, "Oh the Humana Tea!"
I had about given up on their being able to smuggle the forbidden tea brand
to me, when---with the next shipment of computers I found a note reading:
Penn Tea, Yum! (inside)
Even after I was bitten and my life had changed so drastically, I still
preferred tea to coffee. I was a tea niche werewolf...
The old Bostonian looked at me wearily. "I know you like it, but they
took it off the market, and for good reason. It's what made ya sick.
That tea's diseasin', T.B. Charly."
She looked a fright as she crawled out of the manhole cover, but the smile
on her sooty face was triumphant as he produced the frosty pitcher,
"From Hell's heart, iced Abba tea!"
~~~sigh, LAIKA
What borders on stupidity?
Canada and Mexico.
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I'm a tea slob
I have some obsessions but not over tea. I use Tetley or Typhoo and like my tea weak and milky. Cold/iced tea is yuck, so is tea without milk unless it's china or green tea. I prefer tea bags, I don't like bits in my drink. I enjoy Earl or Lady Grey. I don't like chai.
If that makes me a tea slob, I don't care, I drink loads of it and it hasn't killed me yet.
Like so many things, it's about personal choice and subjective values. I'm happy to defend this system providing I don't get too many fundamentalists/snobs telling me what I'm missing. How dare they!
Angharad
Angharad
I think I'm that rare Englishman ...
... who would rather drink cold water than tea. I simply can't stand the taste ... and the thought of cold tea is disgusting. In fact I'm perfectly happy with instant coffee, so that makes me something of a total slob. I do like a decent pint of beer, but it must be draft bitter for me. Anything out of a bottle is very third rate, as is any beer that needs to be served freezing cold in case you should actually taste it.
Very much approve of your crockery. The Denby Pottery isn't a million miles from my home :) We're still using the remains of a set of Denby plates we had as a wedding present so long ago.
SWMBO bought some tea in Darjeeling when she was on a mountaineering trip a few years ago. She claimed it was better than anything that could be bought here. I'm sure she was right.
Geoff
Coffee/Tea
Being from the colonies and having spent 34 years as one of the boys in blue, I tend to have consumed thousands of gallons of this stuff. You can't chase me fast enuff to give me anything that StarBigBucks sells, I don't consider it coffee.....that much crap in the cup has to be considered desert. If I was really desperate, I would get one of their Americanos and dilute it with hot water, but that only happened once. I tend to prefer plain old out of the can stuff from Folgers or one of the other big makers.I don't want some weird flavors in it, but I have mellowed a bit in my old age, and can stand a bit of French vanilla mixed in with the regular and then brewed. Don't just pour some syrup crap in at the end. I get by on a bit less than 2 pots a day now, and thats down for me. I still get the nasty headaches if I don't get it, but I can get by with diet coke in place of the caffeine if it is REALLY hot outside. I can get by with tea in cups in the evening if it is hot, but I need some sugar in it, just a bit. And I don't like dainty little cups that I know can break if I breathe hard on them. I want a BIG heavy mug that lets me know its there. I can get by with Earl Grey, but Lady Grey is a bit mild for me. Twinnings comes in a poor third in my taste. I can drink Lipton or about anything....my taste buds are about shot anyway, I can eat jalapeno peppers as a snack when I want to show off or be silly. I do drink a lot of Iced Tea in the summer, but I reduce my coffee intake a bit when I do. I usually use a quart size mug for this...its just convenience. Pretty tea sets are nice to look at, and we have a couple....nothing special, but they are seldom used, just admired. We make the tea by the gallon in the summer...set a jar of cold water in the sun with several bags and watch it go. Or we have one of those fancy Mr Coffee tea makers which is not all the bad really. Fill the pitcher with ice and add the water and several bags and by the time its all pumped out of the reservoir, start drinking. Reckon I'm just a slob after all. But with HAVING to drink over a gallon of liquid a day, I really prefer to add something to the water. The doctor has told me on a couple of occassions that if I did not have that much caffeine in my system, he's afraid he would not be able to find my blood pressure. Of course my triglycerides are very screwed up and probably all because of this.
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Try going into a Starbucks (so named for their astronomical prices I think) and ask for black coffee. Most of the clerks (barristas? Gimme a break!) look at you like you crawled out from under a rock. I've done it several times and a couple of times I've actually gotten a straight cup of coffee. Paid too much for it, but I was with friends, so-o-o. . . . One time I took a cup of coffee from Braum's in and they tried to tell me I couldn't bring it in. Only reason I was there was because I was with some friends, they drink Starbucks. I just smiled and said "call the police then". They didn't.
Karen J.
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose"
Janis Joplin
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
Coffee
I get plain coffee at Starbucks about every other day. $1.95, for 20 oz and they pay the tax. A 10 oz cup in a cafe often costs between 1.59 and 2.99 plus tax and a tip and they will frequently give you whatever nasty stuff has been evaporating on a back burner since breakfast. At Starbucks, the coffee is fresh or if you have to wait, it's free. I get a free cup about one time in five. :) I like milk in my coffee, not cream or non-dairy. Only Starbucks and their clones offer milk without a special request. Refills are 50 cents and I usually leave a 25 cent tip when I get a refill. I've almost never had any Starbucks employee pull attitude.
I like Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf coffee better, but it's more expensive. Peet's is better still but hard to find.
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Different areas
The local ones, when they'd give it to me at all, generally charged about $2.50. They charge me for something fancy and leave out the fancy. Braums, on the other hand, is $1.29 for a large and the crew always pours it out of the fresh pot 'cause I'm a regular. Everybody's experiences varies, different areas, different attitudes. I think being near a college (two actually, in Denton) has alot to do with it.
Regional brand, but Cains has about the best regular coffee and fresh-brewed ice tea around. Our office took out the coffeemaker last year and replaced it with a vending machine, so I always stop at the Braums on the way to work. They open at 6 and I'm there by 6:15 most mornings so all the coffee is fresh, come to think of it.
Back when I was on the job and working hoots the only place open was Sambo's, anybody remember them? Their coffee was everything you say or worse at 4 AM. We threatened several times to arrest the manager for assaulting a law enforcement officer for the stuff they served us. That's an old, tired joke, probably old when Joe Friday was a rookie!
Karen J.
"Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose"
Janis Joplin
"Life is not measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.”
George Carlin
Starbucks and Starbucks
Some places serve Starbucks coffee and have the sign up but aren't owned by Starbucks. Barnes and Noble, the local Targets and Vons, do this. Different prices, different experience.
Yeah, I remember Sambo's, far as I know, the original is still in business up in Santa Barbara. :) The chain was sold to Denny's long ago. Denny's bought two local chains about the same time. Up on Orange Show road in San Bernardino, there ended up being a Denny's on each of four corners before they tore one down, and sold one. There are still two there, last time I checked. :)
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Coffee Fiend
I was turned on to real coffee by 5 years in the highlands of Papua New Guinea, where it was the principal crop. You could get Arabica straight out of the roaster. Since I first tasted it I've never had another cup of instant.
Starbucks? Yuk. That's NOT coffee. Nor is Gloria Jeans.
When I was little and didn't know any better the "coffee" we drank at home was a liquid essence out of a bottle, rather like an HP Sauce bottle. It was called Camp Coffee. Course that didn't mean anything to me then. Does anybody else remember it?
Joanne
Essence of Camp
Remember Camp well.
Heat up a cup of milk, add a teaspoon of Camp Essence and you have a cup of hot something.
Think it still available.
Ah Coffee
In this area Peets is way better than Starbucks. I remember my first coffe, I bought it at a drive in restaurant, remember those? Kings in Millbrae California. We would order the coffee and let it sit, because it was too horrible to drink. After we sat for an hour, we would start the car and drive three blocks to Nickies drive in and do the same. It was fun being a youth. Pretty inocent stuff, Arecee
postscript
Wow, didn't think a blog about my obsessive crockery buying and tea choices would stretch to forty replies :)
I let my end down this morning by going into town and buying the other half of the Denby service I bought this week, so will have to wait for a bit before splashing out on antique china. It's this pattern http://www.denby.co.uk/productrange.aspx?productcategoryid=1137 and as it comes in two colours, I bought two settings in white, and two in blue - I've always been a rebel :)
Starbucks
Hi all
Just wanted to you know that I love a good Engish tea, I love Earl Grey but I do not, and will ever use Starbucks, or Target. The reason is simple, I am a memeber of the US Military. Target was asked nice my the USMC to give some things for there annual Toy for Tots. Target told them no that they did not, that is NOT support the US Miltary in any way shape or Form. Starbucks was asked by a group of US Amry and USMC to send over a little of there coffee as a way of showing support for the men and women in Iraq. The company told them that the war was wrong and that them being there was wrong and that they would never help them. I agree the war is wrong but, we should support out troops, they are doing there duty just like they did in Nam. I an on my soap box sorry but i feel for the Men and Women stuck over there fighting the war, I have been there and know what it's like. Just so you know all the starbucks on US bases were shut down.
Hugs and Kisses
Melissa Ann
Hugs and Kisses
Melissa Ann
Starbucks
Ya know, I have heard that same info about Target in the past. I remember they issued a statement about it, but for the life of me, I can't remember what they said. thats new info about Starbucks, to me.
War vs. Soldiers
I've been affiliating with the Quakers recently, one of the most consistently non-violent and antiwar groups anywhere, imho. Since I've met them up close, though, they've completely shaken my own preexisting antiwar attitudes to the core.
They've taught me a lot about deeper principles, like practicing what you purport to believe, even where it goes against the grain. If you believe in some form of religion that has a concept of brotherly love, then this needs to take the highest priority -- you should practice charity and comfort of the afflicted, and in war, the soldiers are amongst the most afflicted. Politics comes second. Blame comes last.
Besides sponsoring and attending antiwar rallies and protests, these Quakers also gather care packages for soldiers, filling requests not only for needed personal supplies, but for things to support schools and children in the war zones that the soldiers have asked for. There is a table set up in the social room where Meeting attenders gather every Sunday after services to sit and write caring letters of support to those serving in the military, many of those anonymously addressed to "Any Soldier" in care of unit leaders and commanders who have signed up to solicit penpals for those serving in their units who don't get much or any mail from home.
Being antiwar is entirely different from being anti-everyone-in-the-military. Soldiers are people, too. And soldiers in war need even more human contact and support than ever.
(This is all new to me, and I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. As soon as I can honestly write some brotherly love into a non-judgemental, non-political letter, I plan on joining the letter-writing campaign. For now, I don't trust myself to restrict my communications to the positive, supporting and loving role.)
I find the Quakers an interesting counterpoint to Starbucks, not only on the antiwar front, but on so many levels!
Aussie Tea
There used to be an old-time Australian tea under the brand name of Koala. It was rather like an orange pekoe and originated from a plantation in North Queensland called Mersey. It was famously used for making real billy-tea and tasted very good. There was only one problem. You ended up spitting out tealeaves all the time because:
THE KOALA TEA OF MERSEY IS NOT STRAINED
You and Gabi are each worthy ...
of a special present.
That the box you will each receive is ticking and/or may be hissing with wisps of smoke curling out of it is unimportant. Bang up job. Keep those puns coming.
John in Wauwatosa
John in Wauwatosa
Tempest in a teapot
I heard about that Koala Tea, Joanne. That happens when you use too much. But if you put it in measure for measure it will come out as you like it...
What borders on stupidity?
Canada and Mexico.
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Tha slings and arrows ...
Ack! More Shakespere as a pun.
John in Wauwatosa cringing in fear
John in Wauwatosa