Tea drinking is supposed to be elegant...
You can gauge the weather in Belgium and my personal thermostat by the number of teabags that accumulate on the kitchen counter. Yesterday was a raw, damp, February day that kept the kettle humming. This was the state of the kitchen counter at 2 p.m. before I cleared it and started over!
Tea drinking is so much more civilized in the movies.
February 27, 2007
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E is forever dismayed by the sight of my teabag pyramids. He doesn't see their creation as an endearing quirk or counter performance art. Sad, isn't it?
When I lived in Madrid, my English flatmates had me well-trained to drink tea. It wasn't until I actually went to the U.K. on visits, however, that I really appreciated the cup of tea. That nasty damp cold that sinks into your bones... my God, that really calls for some piping hot tea. With milk. And... oh heck, throw in some scones. Or those sweet little cucumber sandwiches. Whatever :-)))
Guess I need to use more than one, huh?