There must be enough old English in my DNA to cause this very odd occurrence. Every day, oh about mid-day, my mind is alerted of the time and declares it to be tea time!
My mother must have the same genetic influence because we grew up loving tea. Tea with a lump or two of sugar (Yes, she bought sugar in lumps. Rather fun!) and a bit of cream in dark tea is just beyond delicious.
As a child I had the Tuesday Tea Party for a time. Using the miniature tea set my grandparents had sent me for Christmas and real invitations I could invite one or two friends over for high tea. It was great fun. Still, I love my afternoon (and morning and evening) tea.
I wish I had time each day to prepare delicacies and such and sit around a proper tea with my husband or friends, but my cups of tea are just as fine. There are a few rules though.
1- One mustn’t drink tea out of an ordinary mug. A smaller, more delicate vessel is required. If it has lovely print and a good fit in your hand, all the better.
2- Loose tea brewed in a basket has a stronger, fresher quality but a tea bag will certainly do.
3- Black teas are lovely with a bit of sugar and cream. Brew strong and then add the additions. Green teas benefit from a little honey, as do herbals. The greens and herbals can sometimes be just as delicious without sweet, so as to not cover their delicate intricacies. A little maple syrup makes a fine sweetener in chai or subtly flavored black teas if you want something different.
4- A pot of tea assures seconds. It is easy to walk by and pour another cup.
5- Slowly bring the cup to your face. Close your eyes. Let the steam touch your skin. Smell the beautiful plants within the cup. Take a sip. Savor the flavor. Be still.
Tea is a sacrament, a ritual worth doing. Full of anti-oxidants (anti-cancer) and numerous medicinal properties, the simple act of rehydrating can be a beautiful aspect of each day.