Just a little housekeeping note: I used to drink English Breakfast tea. My friend Eric drinks Earl Grey, which I always thought smelled and tasted like a cup of water with peat floating in it.
And for the last 3 months or so, I’ve been drinking Earl Grey every morning and think that English Breakfast tastes like water.
Times change, you know?
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“Tea! Earl Grey! Hot!”
I’ll drink tea once in awhile, but in the morning, I’m with Janeway. Coffee, black!
For tea, in my book, nothing beats Lapsang Souchong. I love the smoky smell that permeates the house as it steeps.