So here’s a crazy thing I could not have made up: the writing on the outside of this tea’s box.
And I make up a lot of crazy things.
The box reads:
“Cinnamon sticks gather on a lush black-tea lawn for a leisurely afternoon of croquet and conversation. Ginger offers to keep score from the sidelines while handing out elegantly wrapped vanilla caramels.”
Oh yes. That paragraph genuinely happened.
I kind of want it framed.
It’s the most genteel, poncey, colonialist thing I’ve read in ages. I don’t know if it knowingly touches England and India’s fraught history. But here we sit.
Drinking what is honestly a pretty tasty chai, especially considering this is was cheaply purchased from a local grocery store. It’s very sweet and rich. The only downside is that it’s really heavy on the cinnamon. So much so that my husband could, for example, smell it from the other room. It’s… a… lot.
But overall, yep, this comes recommended if you want an inexpensive, sweet chai.
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Haha that description. The crazy thing is that I visualized that happening with no problem. Alice in Wonderland style.
Haha that description. The crazy thing is that I visualized that happening with no problem. Alice in Wonderland style.
Reminds me of a period costume catalog we used to get…“She caught the Duke’s eye and laughed as she ran toward the willows, falling to the verdant embrace before he could catch her…” All for a dress! And almost every piece of clothing had some torrid romance written about it!