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Feb. 3rd, 2011 01:15 pmI am not a tea addict.
I do, however, have certain opinions. And supplies.
Disregarding my kitchen at home, which is an entirely separate issue, let's ponder my work tea for a moment.
A year ago I started bringing my own tea in, instead of putting up with the disgusting work tea bags. At the time, my supplies consisted of:
1) a mug
2) tea bags provided by work and not kept at my desk
I now have a drawer containing:
1) a mug
2) a canister of looseleaf New Zealand breakfast tea, with bits of kiwi fruit
3) a canister of looseleaf tropical black tea, with bits of berries
4) a canister of looseleaf chai tea
5) a scoopy thing
6) a mug-sized strainer, to put the tea in
7) a plunger-tea container, for when I'm sick of the strainer
8) my own personal supply of honey, because sugar just isn't good enough
...yes, I'm a little obsessed. When I start bringing in my own porcelain teacups, you might think about staging an intervention.
Sidenote: I was looking for the entry linked above, and discovered just how many times I've talked about tea on this blog. Notable excerpts include:
13/11/06: Currently on my second cup of tea - thus violating my "only one a day" rule, but I needed SOMETHING to wake me up for this last hour.
2/4/08: Tea drinkers already feel oppressed by those smug coffee drinkers, with their snazzy percolators. They get an entire room smelling like their favourite freshly brewed beverage-of-choice, while we get one lousy tupperware container.
20/4/08: ...the disgusting lukewarm tea I had to drink on stage every night...
7/5/08: Instructions For Making A Proper Cup Of Tea
13/9/08: ...have a final, relaxing cup of tea...
1/12/08: Tea with milk and sugar is GOOD.
2/1/09: Somewhere over the course of this year, I've actually started liking herbal tea. Oh the shame!
10/3/09: I now have more tea-stained paperwork, a slightly soggy keyboard, and a re-washed mousepad. Again.
15/4/09: I'm used to turning computers on, going and having a cup of tea, and then coming back to see if it's finished turning on yet.
30/6/09: Having studied my tea leaves, I'm fairly convinced that they depict a couple of roosters standing under a tree. I'm sure that's probably terribly significant in some obscure way...
11/8/09:My tealeaves today clearly depict a koala wearing a baseball cap and running along the beach.
22/9/09: I am currently sitting at my desk, entering numbers into a spreadsheet, with the open box of tea in front of me - so that I can sniff at it enthusiastically in between typing.
27/11/09: Tea leaves this morning clearly show a dolphin desperately fleeing from a chicken wearing a mask.
13/1/10: ...waiting for my tea to brew...
1/3/10: Having mints and then tea makes the tea taste like coffee. Bleargh. Horrifying.
13/9/10: It smelled like pot-pourri; it tastes like... well, kind of like what you'd expect mushy petals in hot water to taste like. (Not good, in fact.)
26/11/10: Right now, I am halfway through a cup of chai tea with milk and honey. It is GLORIOUS.
I do, however, have certain opinions. And supplies.
Disregarding my kitchen at home, which is an entirely separate issue, let's ponder my work tea for a moment.
A year ago I started bringing my own tea in, instead of putting up with the disgusting work tea bags. At the time, my supplies consisted of:
1) a mug
2) tea bags provided by work and not kept at my desk
I now have a drawer containing:
1) a mug
2) a canister of looseleaf New Zealand breakfast tea, with bits of kiwi fruit
3) a canister of looseleaf tropical black tea, with bits of berries
4) a canister of looseleaf chai tea
5) a scoopy thing
6) a mug-sized strainer, to put the tea in
7) a plunger-tea container, for when I'm sick of the strainer
8) my own personal supply of honey, because sugar just isn't good enough
...yes, I'm a little obsessed. When I start bringing in my own porcelain teacups, you might think about staging an intervention.
Sidenote: I was looking for the entry linked above, and discovered just how many times I've talked about tea on this blog. Notable excerpts include:
13/11/06: Currently on my second cup of tea - thus violating my "only one a day" rule, but I needed SOMETHING to wake me up for this last hour.
2/4/08: Tea drinkers already feel oppressed by those smug coffee drinkers, with their snazzy percolators. They get an entire room smelling like their favourite freshly brewed beverage-of-choice, while we get one lousy tupperware container.
20/4/08: ...the disgusting lukewarm tea I had to drink on stage every night...
7/5/08: Instructions For Making A Proper Cup Of Tea
13/9/08: ...have a final, relaxing cup of tea...
1/12/08: Tea with milk and sugar is GOOD.
2/1/09: Somewhere over the course of this year, I've actually started liking herbal tea. Oh the shame!
10/3/09: I now have more tea-stained paperwork, a slightly soggy keyboard, and a re-washed mousepad. Again.
15/4/09: I'm used to turning computers on, going and having a cup of tea, and then coming back to see if it's finished turning on yet.
30/6/09: Having studied my tea leaves, I'm fairly convinced that they depict a couple of roosters standing under a tree. I'm sure that's probably terribly significant in some obscure way...
11/8/09:My tealeaves today clearly depict a koala wearing a baseball cap and running along the beach.
22/9/09: I am currently sitting at my desk, entering numbers into a spreadsheet, with the open box of tea in front of me - so that I can sniff at it enthusiastically in between typing.
27/11/09: Tea leaves this morning clearly show a dolphin desperately fleeing from a chicken wearing a mask.
13/1/10: ...waiting for my tea to brew...
1/3/10: Having mints and then tea makes the tea taste like coffee. Bleargh. Horrifying.
13/9/10: It smelled like pot-pourri; it tastes like... well, kind of like what you'd expect mushy petals in hot water to taste like. (Not good, in fact.)
26/11/10: Right now, I am halfway through a cup of chai tea with milk and honey. It is GLORIOUS.
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Date: 2011-02-03 10:24 am (UTC)One day when you come to Australia (as all right-thinking people should), I'll make you a wonderful cup of tea and you will see how WONDERFUL it is and never go back to anything as dreary as soda. *nods*
(Although if red cream soda is anything like creamy soda, I may have a fight on my hands. That stuff is lovely.)