Dear English Breakfast Tea,
Have you been wondering how I feel about you? Well, I won’t leave you dangling any longer - I love you! Yes, it’s your warmth and the comfort of you, and your subtle flavour. I prefer you sans bag, tea leaves fluttering to the bottom of the pot, swollen under hot-poured water.
With milk, with lemon, soothing, winter-warming. Some say you are full of anti-oxidants but I don’t care so much about that, it’s the taste of you and the way you warm my hands and then warm me from the inside out. And I love your music as you are poured from pot into china.
Thank you
X
jojobee
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