drank Lipton Black Tea by Lipton
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I owe Lipton a huge debt. It got me drinking tea at the age of three when my mom would make it for me in my carebear or beauty and the beast mugs. It’s all my parents drink to this day, and there is always a huge quantity at hand. It’s the reason we have an insta-hot faucet installed in my kitchen, and as much as my tastes have matured, I still enjoy it with milk and sugar. So I salute you, Lipton Black Tea, my gateway drug of teas. Thank you for the world you opened up to me so many years ago.

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“The heaven of modern humanity is indeed shattered in the Cyclopean struggle for wealth and power. The world is groping in the shadow of egotism and vulgarity. Knowledge is bought through a bad conscience, benevolence practised for the sake of utility. The East and West, like two dragons tossed in a sea of ferment, in vain strive to regain the jewel of life…Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things.” – Kakuzo Okakura, “The Book of Tea”

I am happiest at a tea room, or snuggled up at home with a freshly brewed cup.


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