Tea is a brilliant beverage. Both relaxing and invigorating, it has
stimulated the minds, bodies, and souls of countless throngs through the
ages. Hectic workdays are soothed with simple fannings heaped into
bags. Colds are nursed into complacency with richly spiced teas laden
with lemon and honey. Friends gather around a table set with large
portions of small sandwiches, scones, and ever-changing varieties of
tea.
Across the globe, tea keeps one's upper lip
stiff, one's soul at ease, one's heart steady. In Tibet, black tea and
yak butter make a hearty, thick soup, essential to life on the steppes.
In Ireland, tea is brewed so strong a rat "couldn't sink his foot in
it". Japanese teas are sipped in ceremony designed to both uplift and
humble. Britain's teas are brewed in all manner of odd crockery, and
offered as a comfort to any and all who need an embrace inside and out.
All
tea comes from one simple plant, camellia sinensis. Flavorings such as
fruit pieces, essential oils, and artificial flavors might be added, but
true tea grows on a humble bush, nestled in misty hillsides, on huge
plantations or small farms, in humble villages or bustling centers of
trade. Wherever man goes, so does tea. It is a beautiful thing.
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