The tea cabinet.

monthly tea recommendation.

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For the month of May I have revisited a favorite from David's Tea called Cream of Earl Grey. It's something a little sweeter and a little cozier than a regular earl. This organic blend is a perfect accessory for cuddling up with a hungry, grunting baby. In the mornings I curl up on the rocker with my daily morning caffeine dose. It’s good enough to make a pot of, and even creamier with a little soy milk.

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The ritual is comforting, as any quiet simple house chore is in these days of a new baby. Doing a few dishes feels like a spa day for my hands. 

I imagine making tea with Winnie every morning as she grows up. Her having her own little tea cup of some whimsical herbal blend alongside my own. What will be her favorites I wonder? What imaginary friends will she put on the invite list to her very special tea parties? 

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I remember the too-bitter taste of tea the first time my mom offered it to me. It grew to be a small staple in our relationship, as tea does with mothers and daughters.  There was a sit-down tea shop in the town I grew up in, serving a whole many paged menu of teas and things like Welsh rarebit and cucumber sandwiches. Antique couches and armchairs with mismatched tea cups and crochet tea cosies made up the warm lit interior. As with most small businesses in the town, it closed its doors after too few years. But I have many memories of long lunches spent there with my mother and my sisters. 

I hope that Winnie and I will gain the same quiet comfort of sharing a pot of tea together while watching Pride and Prejudice or You’ve Got Mail together, as I do with my mother.

Do you have and memories of your mother involving tea? Were there and comforting rituals that make up your memories of her?