Why don’t you lay your head down, in my arms, in my arms…
I’ve just come home from a tea tasting and am zen’d up and zoned out.
A demo was put on at the school by the fellow who owns Oikos Teas. Entirely organic, tip top quality, strictly Ceylon teas. He travels to Sri Lanka, watches them pick and dry the tea and tastes it on premises then has it couriered to him in small batches. Unfortunately he doesnt have a website or an online shop, which is a serious problem.
I actually know him from the shop as well, he comes in and buys croissants often. He’s a very soft spoken Sri Lankan man who is passionately in love with tea. I love listening to him talk, something about him makes me feel very calm. It was such a nice, relaxing time. He recognized me and loaded me up with exactly one buttload of some of the finest black tea available. I’ve now got a jar of broken pekoe flowery fanning.. something? I don’t know the grading system, it’s made up, old fashioned gobbledgook anyway apparently. We tried a black tea that was so dark it looked like coffee in the pot. It smelled like summer and left a green ring of chlorophyl in the cup. We sipped on gentle silver needle white tea and a very unique looking green tea called “twisted nail”. Mmph. Lovely.
Speaking of tea I accomplished something from my To Do list from a while ago. My Linden tree tea arrived from the UK and my gosh is it lovely. I’m usually not one for tisane but this is so mellow and sweet. Maz remind me and I’ll bring you some of these sometime!
Also, last night, I went to the Opera. Lah-Dee-Fuckin–Dah eh! I rode my bike there and wore a t-shirt and jeans, but they let me in anyway, the suckers. I had a date, with Amanda, and we had a splendid time. We saw Dvorak’s Rusalka and it was really quite out of sight.
AND today in class we made petit four glace, which is the most pretentious of all small pastries!
I’ve had such a high class couple of days. You’re so jealous of my tiny cake making, tea slurping, opera viewing ass. You don’t have to admit to it, I know it.
On a more down to earth note, this evening I made country fried steak, black eyed peas’n rice, and corn on the cob. It was more or less successful. I find cooking meat to be problematic. Cory looked like he was chewing on a rawhide but insisted it was fine.. gorm..
ALSO! SHIT! I forgot to call home. Sorry you guys. I got home at 9:30 and have been dicking around since. Oops. I’ll call tomorrow, I swear! Maybe… probably.. no promises.. I get distracted by things.
Anyway, I’m off to bed. Goodnight moon, Goodnight blog.