The letter “t” makes me think of tea, probably because when you say the letter “t” you are actually saying tea. I guess you could also be saying tee, but golf doesn’t interest me in the slightest, so I’m going to write about tea. If we are really stretching things, I guess it could also be a T-shirt, but I’m not sure I have anything to say about a T-shirt, so tea it is.
There are certain drinks that I read about as a child or saw in movies or on the television that have become romanticized in my head, like tea and wine. Certain images come to mind whenever I think of them. Wine makes me think of romantic dinners with a date or sitting by the fire with a good book. Tea makes me think of an outdoor garden or a monastery; peace and quiet.
The really sad thing is I have come to realize that I can’t drink black tea. It gives me a huge headache and I only realized it this year. It actually makes me sad because I love the idea of drinking tea. I’m thinking, though, that there are herbal teas and that can be just as good. I don’t know. I don’t really know a whole lot about tea.
I don’t remember when I was first introduced to Chai Tea, but I loved it when I had it; it just wasn’t something I went looking for or even knew how to find, so I totally forgot about it. When I was in North Carolina with Adelle, we spent our first evening walking in downtown Winston-Salem and happened on a little café that served wine, coffee, teas and sweets. We decided to stop and order something, but neither one of us was very hungry so we decided to share. The first thing that popped out at both of us was an Iced Chai Latte. We looked at each other and both of us smiled like we had a shared secret that no one else knew. I had no idea she liked Chai.
She then told me whenever her friends went to Starbucks, they knew to order her a Chai Latte. Imagine that! I could have been drinking it all this time, but I had no idea I could even order it at Starbucks. We ended up going back to that little café once more on our visit and sharing another one. It’s a fond memory of yet another thing Adelle and I share.
When I was thinking what to get her for her birthday, I remembered that she really liked tea. When I questioned her, she told me she already had a pot and whatever else is needed to brew tea, so I went to Teavana and found her some tea. I still remember the smell of it. It cost me an arm and a leg, but it smelled wonderful. She said the first thing she did when she got it was opened it up and let it permeate her room all day.
Yet another thing about tea I didn’t know. Although, I’m thinking it’s not something you want to keep open as it will lose all it’s flavor since it’s seeping into the air rather than hot water, or something like that.
I just finished a lovely Chai Latte from Starbucks; I missed my train when I stopped to order it, but at least it kept me warm while I waited for the late train that I’m still riding because of some mishap on the tracks.
Gotta love stream of consciousness writing; you never know quite where it will take you.