forestofglory

I have a lot of tea, mostly gifted or inherited from various roommates, everything from little rolled up balls of leaves that "bloom" prettily in the pot, to a lemon ginger that announces itself, bafflingly, as "probiotic" on the box.

One of my favourite tea pours was courtesy of my brother-in-law's brother, the week my sister got married. BiL is half Moroccan, and everyone in his family grows several types of mint in window boxes for traditional mint tea, which is made in a ritual as lovely as those for Japanese tea or Ethiopian coffee, with boiling water poured over fresh leaves, with a big spoonful of honey. He served us in tiny, antique glass tea cups, and I had a sugar high for the rest of the morning.