I have a confession to make. I’m a tea junkie! My husband and I drink at least five to six cups of tea a day! The only time I don’t drink tea is when I’m in the United States because the tea over there is revolting! In the USA I drink coffee. Gary like normal tea with sweeteners (Yuk! I hate sweeteners!) and I have Earl Grey with milk and three sugars. The colour of said cup of tea should be a sort of caramel brown. I have to say that the worst cup of tea I’ve ever had was in a tea shop in Holland. The waitress bought over this huge glass of hot water and a tiny little tea bag which, try as it might, had little effect on the copious amount of water. It was like drinking a glass of hot water, there was no taste of tea at all! This was in the gardens where you go to look at all the bulbs in the Spring. It’s a world famous place but typically of me, I’ve forgotten the name of it.
My grandmother is the best tea maker is our family as she probably drinks even more tea than I do. My mother and sister do their best but they are life long coffee drinkers and the tea they make is never quite right some how; although my sister makes the best cakes in the universe! So if I ever come round to your house, don’t ask what I want. It’ll be a cup of tea!