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Hi. My name is Jacquelyn, and I’m a tea addict.
I would say it’s a problem, but I really like this particular addiction. I’m not promoting all addictions, mind you. But I’m okay with being addicted to tea at this point in my life. These are my attempts at getting most of my tea and supplies in one photograph. It was difficult.
Hot. Iced. Herbal. Black. Oolong. Rooibos. Green. Tea in bags. Tea in sachets. Loose leaf. Infusers. Teapots. Teacups. Kettles. I love every kind and part of tea and the tea making process. I love filling my kettle with water and waiting with anticipation while it warms on the stove. I love the sound my kettle makes when it tells me “It’s tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime!” I love choosing which tea will be the lucky tea for me today. I love getting a face-full of steam as I smell the tea steeping in the water. I love holding the warm mug in my hands, even on hot days. I love the way it tastes. I love the way I feel when I’m sipping tea. Relaxed. Content. Nothing very bad can happen to you when you’re drinking tea.
I love buying tea and tea supplies. There are a few spots in my city where one can go and have his or her choice of dozens of loose leaf teas. My favorite is a little local spot where a beautiful French woman blends all the teas herself and has over 100 Fair Trade organic loose leaf teas. You walk in and she gets to know you and what kind of teas you like, and she helps you make your selection by having you smell the tea leaves. Oh, to choose your tea by smelling the leaves. It’s my favorite way to do it. I find boxes wrapped in cellophane in stores so difficult now that I’ve been spoiled to have a loose leaf tea store nearby. I love finding beautiful teapots and teacups and infusers. I love displaying them in my house.
In my classroom (I’m an art teacher), I have an electric kettle, a collection of mugs, and a pile of teas for my students to use whenever they want. I’m corrupting the youth of America into being tea drinkers like me. Forget your coffee! Forget your energy drinks! Forget your soda! Come into my classroom and I’ll show you the wonder of all that is tea! In exchange, I am often blessed with gifts of tea from my students and former students who come back to visit me.
My family loves tea. I have wonderful memories of my mom brewing me a cup of apple cinnamon tea when I had a sore throat as a little girl. Actually, just yesterday when I was visiting, she made me a cup of tea for my sore throat. So not much has changed. My grandparents are tea drinkers. My dad has a cup of tea after dinner every night. I have a lot of wonderful memories of sipping tea with my brother. Most of my memories with my brother involve tea, now that I think about it.
Is there anyone else out there who relates to this obsession? Where do you go for your tea? What is your favorite kind of tea? What do you love about tea? Want to come hang out and share a teapot or two? Or twelve?
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