Loose tea ends, that is…..or rather, loose beginnings.

Tea in different grades of fermentation. Admit it – you don’t think of tea as a fermented beverage much, do you?
After bag after bag after bag after tea bag…and then I bagged the bag.
I loosened up. No strings attached.
In part because I had collected a few more tea pots and assorted other tea accessories

A Strainer, made of all natural bamboo that after a few pots never looked quite clean, and finally got a little funky, and not in the good funky way.

The little Ducky was just too adorable, bordering on the twee (Bordering On The Twee would be a great name for a fake rock and roll band, like Spinal Tap) but his small size meant he was for a smallish cup and not a pot.
……and because loose tea was becoming a thing on this side of the Pond. Seriously, 200 years after a certain nearby Tea Party in Boston,

This Tea Party – I think the nasty habit of not getting the water to a proper boil begins right about….NOW
Not to be confused with THIS Tea Party….
Loose tea was available.

By the pound in the Health Food Store…or in very expensive little tins in the specialty food store. I bought them . I brewed them. I drank oceans of tea.
Then I went herbal.
And the herbs were healthy and organic and pure ….and a little dull.
Time to spice it up.






