Succumbed to temptation (“no-tea-till-the-weather-changes” ban forgotten) when I found this at our local Tuesday Morning store (a.k.a. the place where I never go to buy anything I need, but always walk out with my hands full anyway).

Due to its sweetness, this would be suitable for a party tea with my new crop of fifth grade girls, but it has some grown-up merit, too. It’s a rooibos blend with fruits that aren’t tart, the honey feels thick and satiny, and the hints of ginger show up at the end of each sip, just warming your tongue a bit.

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Somebody asked me once when I became a tea junkie; I think it dates back to college when I needed caffeine for a 7 a.m. class but chose not to do coffee. My favorite teapot is a medium-sized Brown Betty given to me by my Mema; the painted flowers are chipping off, but the size and feel is perfect. I rejoice when I get a morning to brew a pot of loose tea starting with a kettle; not a bag and a hot pot.


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