(Back in elementary school, our fourth grade teacher would read poetry to us of a morning, and there was one that started, I meant to do my work today, but a brown bird sang in an apple tree… and ended, what else could I do but laugh and go? Yeah. That’s why I’m outside in the glider savoring First Day of Spring sunshine.)
I am also savoring (or at least I was; cup’s empty now) a really unusual tea that I could learn to love. Normally, I’m not a lapsang fan—I keep a little around for “dare drinks” when I serve tea to my Sunday kids. They call it “bacon tea” and a few ask for more.
However, lapsang is what makes this fruit-darjeeling-herb bonanza unique. It tastes like grilled pineapple, which we love at our house. Just enough smoke to authenticize the other ingredients. Really enjoyable.