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Jan. 2nd, 2012 08:32 pmToday, I am grateful for this cup of tea I'm having. Stick with me here.
How often do you really think about your food? In the last... I dunno, couple of years perhaps, I've really come to pay a lot more attention to what I'm eating, and not just in a dietary way but in a way that means I am coming to know more what I like and what I don't. Food is finally starting to be an experience to me, not just a way to tamp down pain or chase away loneliness or fill up emptiness or, rarely, nourish my body. I actually enjoy food now, I seek out certain flavors and savor them and, like I did this weekend, sometimes laugh for joy over them.
This tea is one of those things. Jeff's sister gave me a tea sampler pack from a new tea store in their area as a Christmas gift, and one of those teas was Buttered Rum. Full leaf tea is one of my favorite things--it reminds me of a lot of my favorite people and is a great way to get a lot of different flavors all at once, with virtually no calories and often the sweet, sweet siren of caffeine to keep me going. I am deeply enjoying this one in particular, though. Rum... rum is St. John's and new friends and kissing a wooden fish and Allan Hawco, it's San Francisco and more new friends and shanties and the Wave Organ and pirates, and it's Key West, hockey in the southernmost city in America and card tricks and "Trinidad," it's Great Big Sea and that means a lot, and it's the one liquor I will preferentially drink when given a choice among liquors. As much as this entry started as thoughts on gratitude and tea, I think if I ever move on from wanting to learn as much as I can about coffee, it would be to learn as much as I can about rum.
Even the tea itself is beautiful. Warm yellow coconut flakes and bright blue cornflower petals... I love it, and I am so grateful for it, for the tea and its giver and the man who brought it down to me and the warmth it is providing me tonight.
How often do you really think about your food? In the last... I dunno, couple of years perhaps, I've really come to pay a lot more attention to what I'm eating, and not just in a dietary way but in a way that means I am coming to know more what I like and what I don't. Food is finally starting to be an experience to me, not just a way to tamp down pain or chase away loneliness or fill up emptiness or, rarely, nourish my body. I actually enjoy food now, I seek out certain flavors and savor them and, like I did this weekend, sometimes laugh for joy over them.
This tea is one of those things. Jeff's sister gave me a tea sampler pack from a new tea store in their area as a Christmas gift, and one of those teas was Buttered Rum. Full leaf tea is one of my favorite things--it reminds me of a lot of my favorite people and is a great way to get a lot of different flavors all at once, with virtually no calories and often the sweet, sweet siren of caffeine to keep me going. I am deeply enjoying this one in particular, though. Rum... rum is St. John's and new friends and kissing a wooden fish and Allan Hawco, it's San Francisco and more new friends and shanties and the Wave Organ and pirates, and it's Key West, hockey in the southernmost city in America and card tricks and "Trinidad," it's Great Big Sea and that means a lot, and it's the one liquor I will preferentially drink when given a choice among liquors. As much as this entry started as thoughts on gratitude and tea, I think if I ever move on from wanting to learn as much as I can about coffee, it would be to learn as much as I can about rum.
Even the tea itself is beautiful. Warm yellow coconut flakes and bright blue cornflower petals... I love it, and I am so grateful for it, for the tea and its giver and the man who brought it down to me and the warmth it is providing me tonight.
