Day 9 of Blog Every Day in May: A moment
in your day
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Truth be told, this isn't a moment from my day today--I snapped this shot a few weeks ago. But it may as well have been taken today because without the ritual represented by this photo, my mornings wouldn't be my mornings and I wouldn't be me.
You see, I grew up in a family of tea snobs. A family who mail-ordered loose tea from the finest sources and always made sure to replenish the stock before the last teaspoon of Buckingham Palace made its way into the teapot (even the names of our teas are a tad pretentious). A family who hesitates to order tea even in the best restaurants, fearing that a tea bag might make an appearance. A family who wouldn't drink Lipton if you paid them.
Ok, I'm exaggerating a little bit. We really aren't that bad. Let's just say this: I know how to make a mean cup of tea. My mornings revolve around it. And if you ever visit, I promise you will reap the benefits of my tea snobbery.
