Describe your perfect cuppa’ hot tea. If you’re like me and it depends, share as many different scenarios as you care to.
Sitting here with my cup of tea as I type, my perfect cuppa is anytime anywhere. I like my tea in a mug that is dainty to medium-sized and everywhere in between. I don’t like really thick mugs because I tend to spill and it just doesn’t fit my mouth-sipping situation very well. I don’t like tall latte mugs because the tea gets cold before I can drink it all! I do like larger mugs as long as they aren’t too thick. I also like patterned mugs. I have mugs of all varieties and styles: snowmen, Pooh Bear, companies I support, London Underground, the list goes on! Each one is special and I like the memories associated with each.
This is my Nightmare Before Christmas mug that CW gave me our second Christmas together (2006/07).
I take my tea with one (or even a bit less) sugar and a generous glug of 1% milk. I usually use a Tetley tea bag just for convenience, but I like other blends too. I am mostly a black tea drinker and while sometimes I’ll go to the trouble to make loose leaf, I really do prefer a tea bag for that one-cup ease.
A cup of tea is great to share, great for after a meal, great for an afternoon warmth. Really, there are too many scenarios to describe and I’ll just finish by saying that if you’re ever in the neighbourhood, I would love to have a cup of tea with you!
P.S. Do you like the button Chan got me to make with Ruth‘s lovely photo?
January 12, 2009 at 5:03 pm
I’ll take you up on that! You look up the location of the Vancouver Murchie’s, okay?
January 12, 2009 at 8:50 pm
It’s too bad I’m on the other side of the world, or I’d take you up on your offer. Mmm … tea!! Great memories there! Like having tea with my grandparents, special tea cups, my grandfather raising and lowering the teapot as he poured the tea to make bubbles! A cup of tea really is the answer to everything! Makes my think of a song my grandfather used to sing (the same one as above): ‘I like a nice cup of tea in the morning, I like a nice cup of tea for my tea, and at half past 11 my idea of heaven is a nice cup of tea’. Yes, he was English. Good memories, great times.
January 13, 2009 at 7:26 am
Thick mugs seem to make me slurp a bit, or at least, that’s what’s happening this morning. Hmmm…
January 13, 2009 at 12:46 pm
I don’t like my tea to get cold either… I wish i was close enough to stop by for some tea and maybe knitting and chatting about our latest book read… yeah, sounds like fun.
January 13, 2009 at 4:09 pm
My perfect cup of tea involves bone china cups and saucers, and loose-leaf Rwanda tea (I am not called a princess for nothing!)