For me, there is nothing better than iced tea. No, not the rapper, the drink. It’s southern I know but I love it so much that I can’t believe they ever threw it into a harbor. My cup would have been in the water scooping up that rich blend and just maybe I could have gotten the salt out of the water. Not to say that I don’t agree with the premise behind the Boston Tea Party. If there, and I might have been, I’d just wish they’d use something else to get attention.
People who visit and drink my tea love it. There are no tea bags involved. I like the loose kind. Generally I have to give my recipe. Many have bought their own little four-cup coffee makers.
My favorite is the old fashioned Lipton Tea. I brew it in a four-cup coffee pot, pour it into water, add ice and then I drink this elixir of the gods. After all, it is natural.
Though I love fruit, I want my tea untouched. Straight is the way I like it and it goes with anything. I don’t have to decide whether it goes with beef or fish and change it like fine wine. All I have to do is sip.
I keep it made all the time. Let’s have a glass now.