You all know I love tea, but I recently realized that I never really talk about it here, even though it’s one of the main reasons why I started this blog. I guess it’s because I’m not good at describing flavor notes; I can just tell you if it is really tasty, just blah, or to stay the heck away from it. I feel like a fraud saying it has “a subtle hint of (fill in the blank)” if I can’t taste it. The same goes for chocolate and wine. I know what I like but I have a really hard time describing what exactly about it I like. I plan to learn, but until I start learning, I’m not going to blab like a connoisseur when I’m not. So here I’m admitting that I’m no tea connoisseur, just a tea lover that wants to tell you about what I love.
Dairy and I have a love-hate relationship. Sometimes we can handle each other, and other times dairy hates me, which in turn makes me hate dairy. But, I love dairy so much, why doesn’t it love me back?
To get rid of the hate in my life, I try to minimize dairy as much as possible. I go through phases where I break up with dairy and swear it off for ever, and then it somehow talks me back into the relationship (cheese, why you so good lookin?).
I think you already know this by now, but I l-o-v-e tea. I probably drink anywhere from 3-7 cups of tea a day. When I have met fellow sole tea drinkers, they seem to love tea just as much as I do. So if you have any tea drinkers on your holiday shopping list, there are some pretty fun things to buy them this season or anytime for that matter.
My favorite gifts to give are ones that I make myself. One year, I had a great idea to make all my girlfriends personalized pajama pants. After the first pair took me roughly ten hours to make, my mom jumped in and helped me finish the other four. Since then, I have opted for simpler handmade gifts, such as spiced nuts or coffee coasters.
Since moving to Zurich, I have days that I crave normalcy. Walking out of the house is always an adventure here, which is partly why we came, but partly the hardest part. I’m learning all sorts of new things about the Swiss culture. I think some customs are better, some are silly, and sometimes I just want what I am used to.
Which is when I find myself in Starbucks.
Last week, my new boss and I discovered that we are both tea lovers. I’ve realized that I don’t know too many sole tea drinkers like myself, so it’s an automatic topic of discussion when I meet them. He told me that he is kind of a “tea snob” and I said I might consider myself somewhat of a tea snob as well. He likes all sorts of teas that I have never heard of and prefers to drink loose tea. This is definitely to my advantage because in the office there is a variety of tea to choose from, a glass electric kettle, and some fancy tea infusers. My morning tea just stepped up a notch.