Out there in the real world, I’m known as a tea freak. Someone who likes their brew a little too much, and gets very defensive over how tea should be done. I tought I’d share a brief post on my love for Camelia and hopefully you’ll be able to relate to the times of life were tea is there for you.
It give you whatever you need from it. It can cool you down, or warm you up. Relax you or awake you- clear your mind, or soothe it to sleep. It can allign your chakras or be a tender touch when talking to a friend, you just choose the right brew.
It’s 11 am as I’m writing this. I woke up a little bit too abruptly for my liking, by the sound of heavy wind banging back and fort against my window. It was Christmas not so long ago, and I was gifted with a beautiful ceremonial matcha set. I’m sipping some matcha writing this, knowing that will inspire me and give me some of that lovley teaine- so caffeine, but in tea. I’m sure you’ve heard of matcha (I’m looking at you, anime fans.) It’s a powdered green tea from Japan, which you can often find at Sushi places. Becuase it’s powdered, a lot of it’s health goodies come out to help your body. The usual antioxidants, caffaine and minerals. Making it a brilliant start to a day of blogging work.
There’s more to tea than just the leaves and the brew. It’s the circumstances of tea- the ritual that goes along with it, from washing out clay cups with out water in China, to running to the corner shop to get some milk in Northampton. There are parts of these rituals we’re not even aware of- I find it fascinating. How each country and culture decides to do tea differently.
Who we sit down for tea with matters too. I’m sure you drink a different tea when you’re with your nan than when you’re our in Starbucks with a friend. Even if you technically have the same type of drink, it feels different and has different effects, because of the person you’re with. I associate black tea with my dad going to work and chai latte with winter dates.
Altough I’m a tea freak, I love all types of tea. I jokingly talk about how much I hate the cheap stuff that’s been sweeped off a ship deck and put in the tesco value bags, but I still see their comforting powers. There’s no wrong way of doing tea. As long as you like it.
What are your favourite teas?
The queen of my world will always be a delicate oolong. Any type will do, but I do prefer the mellow tasting ones. Ooolong is sometimes called torquise or blue tea, but to me it’s a world of discovery with a range of flavours. I am yet to get a special Chinese Gaiwan to enjoy it in, but hopefully I’ll get to show you soon.
What’s your favourite way of making a black home brew? Are you a lots of milk, little tea person?
I do it the Polish way, which I think happens in a lot of Easter European countries and I think Spain, that means I like it with a good dollop of lemon juice and sugar. It’s great after a big meal or with creamy cake.
This brings me to my last question. Seeing as I am a tea freak, would you want me to help you polish up on tea knowledge? I’ve got a few facts in my head, so if you want, let me know what you’d like to see. I’d love to help with anything- finding the rigt tea, explaining them by type and how to find good quality teaas, brewing and its mytology (tea mythology exists, how cool is that?!) and how all the rituals look. Let me know in the comments.