so I'm being blamed at work for introducing one of my friends to tea. I guess she saw me drinking tea one day. tried it. loved it. and now we bump into each other several times a day in the kitchen filling up our tea cups.
I hated tea when I was growing up because the adults in my family would always have the kids make tea for them. I can't even tell you how many times I've had to make tea at my grandmothers house while the aunts, uncles and other adult tea drinkers were sitting outside, under the tree, enjoying themselves. My family likes to drink their tea with hot milk and sugar. I don't care for milk, so my ideal cup of tea is black, with a slice of lemon, and some honey.
umm, umm, good.
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