Now that Christmas is a fond memory, it is time to take a few minutes to relax and enjoy a nice cup of tea.
As far back as I can remember, tea has been a very important part of my household. Wake up in the morning; time to brew a cup of tea. Come home at the end of a busy day at work; brew a cup of tea. Wind down after dinner; brew a fresh cup of tea. Come inside after dividing the hostas in the garden; brew a cup of tea. Well, you get the idea, a freshly brewed cup of tea was a mainstay.
Of course I quickly learned that there was a ritual to the properly brewed cup of tea, as well. First and foremost, we had to have the right kind of tea. For us, than meant black tea, loose, in individual tea bag and packaged for sale by the Red Rose Brewing Company. Each tea bag could be used once, and only once.
Once the water in the kettle had been returned to it's screaming status, it was time to pour gently on top of the anchored tea bag. After a minimum of 3 minutes, the bag could be teased up and down in the cup to coax out all of the tea flavors, BUT never should the bag be pulled so high as to be out of the hot water.
Four to five minutes into the "steep," and the bag could be carefully cradled in the bowl of the spoon and squeezed with the strangulating string, before being discarded, this officially signifying..............
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