Tea: Mandarin Orange
Music: Leonard Cohen, "Everybody Knows"
Time: Night.
Until today, my son's involvement with tea consisted of reading Steep Thoughts over my shoulder.
This morning, he was milling around the kitchen looking for something hot to drink with his biscuits and preserves.
"Want some tea?" I asked.
He thought.
"Got any subtle tea?" he asked, cracking himself up at his own pun.
I refused to bite.
"This is green tea," I said, indicating the Mandarin Green (which you might remember from earlier posts as "candletea," because it makes me think of festive holiday gatherings and never fails to lift my mood). "It's pretty light."
"So it's ... subtle tea?"
"Yes," I said with a sigh. "It's subtle tea. I was about to make some, but you can have my first steeping and I'll take the second."
Even without honey, he likes it. Great. He already takes my socks. Now I have to keep an eye on my tea stash, too.
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