How is it possible that something brewed from dried leaves, which looks so innocuous, can be so evocative? Yet, tea both inspires and soothes. And it’s the first thing I’m after (not the martini, Mrs Draper) when I walk through my front door after work.
There’s nothing as comforting as a good, hot cup of it – its color, flavor, aroma, and, of course, its celebrated calming qualities. Throw some fresh-made scones and clotted cream into the mix and this becomes an irresistible repast. (more…)