This morning I woke up with lots of time to spare, managed to squeeze in time to do makeup AND drink a cup of tea, (Vanilla Black, World Tea House, steeped it too long but still not bad) and still got to work on time. AND I got to sleep in because mom didn't wake me up early. I think it's because she read my last post in this blog...Whatever the reason, thanks mom!
On my way to work, I enjoyed some chai again (Tali's Masala Chai, World Tea House). I think this is becoming my morning tea.
So, I wandered up to World Tea House again for lunch, and I tried something else new. Today it was a pot (not just a cup!) of Orange Spice Black. It is a little tricksy. I think it tastes different from how it smells. I think I like how it smells more than how it tastes, but it still tastes good. I like it a bit better when I drink a lot at once rather than a little sip because I think it tastes more bitter that way. Probably because of where my taste buds are located on my tongue. I don't know, I haven't actually talked about taste buds since I was in elementary school.
Anyway, when I say I like how it smells more than it tastes, it's because it smells absolutely wonderful. Tangy and spicy at the same time. I wasn't getting any of the tang when I drank it though, only a bit as an aftertaste.
Half way through the pot, it hit me why I liked the smell so much: It made me think of Christmas. Often at that time of the year, my mother will make a kind of potpourri thing with orange peels and spices. The tea smelled a bit like that. I wanted to just take the smell and curl up in it, like it was a blanket or something.
After I realized that, I drank the tea, but kept the cup close enough to my face that I could smell it. This changed the taste entirely. Makes me wonder how different my other tea experiences would be if I kept the cup close enough to smell it the entire time...
Also, Phil let me eat my lunch there, which was super nice. I asked first, because I knew that my food had garlic in it, and I didn't want to make the place smell too much like my lunch, but he let me. Thanks Phil! I still ate it in a corner though so that no one else would smell it if they came in. I know I said I'd only bring sandwiches, but I don't pack my lunches, so I guess I can't really make that promise...(Also, thanks for packing my lunch, mom! You spoil me!)
I suppose I could try and find somewhere else to eat when I have food that needs to be heated up, but then I don't get to try more tea. The only tea we've got in the lunch room at work is a single bag of Earl Grey. XD
(There is a kettle though, which is good. Without that the day just does. not. happen.)
And just like last time I got to fill up on some hot water on my way out again. YAY! I'm just finishing up that cup now.