Thursday, November 8, 2012

Raspberry Filling Women: To Tea or Not to Tea

Sure, it looks pretty now. But wait till it is filled with tea.

I don’t like tea. I like the notion of tea. Not the beverage. At intervals of my life
I’ve given tea a fair shot.

-My coffee-guzzling parents, for some odd reason, served tea post-Sunday afternoon nap, pre-evening worship service. They drank their coffee black, but loaded up their tea cups with cream and sugar. So did I. We all dunked our Rippin’ Good cookies in the tea. We all looked morosely into our half-filled cups of sugary, milky, sodden-cookie crumbed tea. And then my father would say, “Time to get ready for church!” and we would dump the tepid messes down the sink. And then we would do it all over again the next week.

-My best friend in 8th grade gave me a box of Bigelow’s Assorted Teas all wrapped up in fancy paper for my birthday one year, along with a little teacup. I was captivated. It was the prettiest wrapped gift I’d ever gotten. Its beauty, and my loyalty to our friendship, sustained me through the entire box of tea. When it was gone my mother asked if I would like to put more tea on my Christmas list. I burst into tears.

-Several college friends from New Jersey were attached to their tea routines by an Orange Pekoe and Earl Grey lifeline. I learned that I could be a quite fabulous actress when my East Coast Cool Factor was at stake. I sat through numerous dorm room tea gatherings, smiling and agreeing to second cups, which I swigged with a hatred usually reserved for rodents and algebra.

And now I am an adult. A coffee-loving adult at peace with her tea enmity. An aficionado who clips articles about the health benefits of coffee. A coffee patriot who has tried to ignore all the raves about how women my age should drink green tea, or ginseng tea, or chamomile or hibiscus or lily of the valley tea. They promise me youth, vitality, and an efficient digestive system.

Once again I make my wistful way past the coffee delights and slump in front of the tea display.
Thirty minutes and thirty dollars later I have a tea to fight colds, one to reduce blood pressure, one to increase antioxidants, and one to make me relax.
Exhausted, I head home, and put on a pot of coffee.


Sue Vick Finley said...

I am laughing all the way to my coffee maker. So funny. Thanks!!

Kim said...

I finished off a tin of the Queens Diamond Jubilee Tea that Kathryn had brought back from England, because it seemed the thing to do. It was in such a beautiful tin, it just had to be wonderful. Unfortunately, I did not have a beautiful teacup to drink it in.

beth BA said...

A most delightful posting my dear!
(P.S. I say the same in reverse: I hate coffee!!)

Lori Lipsky said...

What a fun post! After years of wanting to be a tea drinker for the same reasons as you shared, I have finally done it. My sister recommended starting with Barnes and Noble chai to transition, and for some reason it worked. Reading dozens of studies about the health benefits of green tea also helped me through the process. I am down to one cup of coffee in the morning, then on to yummy varieties of tea.

I think I do not love coffee nearly as much as you, dear Prude, so it made the transition easier.

Long live the coffee...and for others, the tea! But life is short, so go ahead I say, and find delight in your big mugs of coffee!

Lynn Rawhouser said...

Coffee! Coffee! Coffee! Yaaaaaay Coffee! (Ok, maybe it's time to switch to decaf. :-)

Robin Steinweg said...

Prude, I am so sorry! No coffee in my house--don't remember how to use the coffeemaker. I know two cool songs about coffee; One pro, one con.

We'll see if I can do something about using the coffeemaker, though. ;)

Robin Steinweg said...

Oh! I almost forgot--I LOVE your photo! Was that taken at the Milwaukee Art Museum, perchance?

mdtea (Helen) said...

Haha! This is brilliant - such an antidote to all those blog posts about the health benefits of tea. Although, being a tea seller, I obviously don't agree. Thanks for making me smile though!