Every so often I decide it’s time to replace my morning coffee with tea. You know, to keep my addictions in check. After the headaches wear off, and I’ve mentally readjusted into my more zen, less jittery tea-loving self, it becomes a welcome change.
I love the ceremony of tea drinking. My grandmother used to have my cousins and I over for tea in the late afternoon when I was growing up. She also used to speak with a slight British affectation, even when it wasn’t tea time. But that’s another story.
There’s also a lot of “stuff” that makes tea time feel like ceremony – superfluous, pretty stuff that my cabinets don’t currently have room for. One day I hope to be old-school like my grandma and host some lazy afternoon teas of my own. But that will be a day when I own more than 2 of the same cup and mugs that don’t say Starbucks on them.
Until then, I’m living the dream right here. If your mother (or grandmother) loves tea too, perhaps this can also serve as a little last minute gift guide.
xo
Phoebe
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