which in this case didn't take much.
I wrote about a percolator and a newfound interest in tea.
way to expensive to just drink away,
especially on a cup or three a day habit.
Neighbors are probably curious.
Jake said not to drive around with this stuff,
it looked like the bad teachers warned about.
and so did I.
Bottom left-jasmine pearl
Top right-oolong/ginseng mix
Bottom right-no translation
Top left-Iron Goddess of Mercy-my #2
The other jars are different variations of oolong or green.
It's like the magic wake up leaf.
There's a decent caffeine bite to it.
That's why there's a #2,
I had to tone down on this blacker goodness.
it's the excuse to get refined sugar into my body.
I've tried honey and agave,
beer or cane sugar wins.
Actually it was shanghaied by my coffee-loving wife.
She loves it other than the repetitive cleaning.
squeezing any java juice out of the bean the more it boils,
like a quadruple brew.
Her wake-up routine is picking grinds out of her braces.
A pinch of green and white,
boil some water and voila.
The water unfurls these huge tea leaves.
Yeah each little ball is one big leaf!
Occasionally one will slip in,
and it's easy to chew it and spit it out.
Typical store bought tea bags are old overdried compost,
which need to be filtered by the paper.
It's hard to stop drinking it,
but there's no daily jones like the morning brew.
Together with those saucepans,
these are my go to cups.
Each one has it's own history.
Holey chit I am an addict.