…is the name of a lovely loose tea that my sister gave me last Christmas. I have been craving hot tea with honey lately (so cold in my house!) and decided to give this a go, minus the honey (I’m out!). It is a reddish-pink color after it has steeped and really is quite good, even unsweetened. I wish I could tell you what was in it, so you could go get some yourself, but, alas, the little plastic bag does not have a description.
I do know where she purchased it, however, as she took me there once on one of my quite infrequent visits to her big city. I had never been in a tea shop before, and it was amazing. The smells…sigh! And drawers full of tea…everywhere! I had no idea (silly me) that tea came in so many varieties. We bought several small samples to take home. My favorite was a citrus-y black tea. Not only was it delicious, it was beautiful to look at.
I think it would be interesting to watch a documentary about tea, as silly as that may sound. You know, the history of tea, or the art of tea gathering, or how to make different blends. I should Google that and would likely find something, or if you know of one, do share.
That “tea of tranquility” has done me well today. It is not nearly noon, and I have been up since six. Damn the time change, is all I have to say to that one. When I get up too early, I get a bit jittery. Never-mind the pot of coffee that I shared with DSB before he had to get out in the cold to do fun welding stuff. The tea, two large, steaming cups later, has left me feeling quite mellow.
And almost passive. Docile. Maybe they should brew this up and serve it to criminals and miscreants throughout the towns and cities. Wouldn’t that be something? “Miracle tea lowers crime rate in little-big city.” Bwhahahah. I love it.
With the tranquility, however, comes a trade-off. I am feeling quite, well, how do you say…complacent. I have things to do, people to see, and I’d much rather keep drinking this tea and reading my Kindle. And then I realized I hadn’t taken my morning meds, and likely the reason for feeling so spacey was the lack of Ritalin in my system.
And so I took the Ritalin about 90 minutes ago, and have since cleaned my kitchen and done some laundry. That “tea of tranquility” is still lingering in my system, however, because, while I do feel focused and clear, I do still feel peaceful and calm.
I should drink this stuff more often. And petition City Council to, perhaps, put it in the water system. 😀