Tea and Me - An Introduction
Recently, I’ve had a bit of a renaissance with regards to my love of tea. To be honest, my love affair with tea has always been a bit hit and miss, from the early days of my childhood when my Nan used to serve it with sterilised milk (an interesting taste to say the least) to a brief flirtation with green tea and even matcha and finally, through to my current obsession with flavoured teas. For years I eschewed tea altogether, though I honestly can’t remember why now – probably because my family all drank coffee and so tea was never on the menu. Strangely, during that period I did collect teapots which I never used – completely mad, I know! When I did take up tea drinking again (by which time the teapots were long gone), I was locked into only drinking the strongest ‘builders’ tea available – hello M&S Extra Strong teabags or Yorkshire Gold (I still love you really). But relatively recently my love of Harry Potter (of course) collided with my (mainly forgotten) love of ...