December Meme, Day Three: Tea

ephemera asked for my thoughts on Tea and Table Manners.

Tea. So many wonderful connotations! The cuppa my Beast brings me in the morning to help me get my eyes to open. Putting the kettle on as soon as I walked into my Grandma's kitchen, because there was *always* tea(1). Sparkly weekends with hourly infusions to lubricate the brain. Most of this kind of thing is 'common or garden tea', the basic Tea that British people drink. Not the dust scrapings from the floor of the factory where tea is processed, but not anything so grand as to call itself English Breakfast Tea either. Although if one wants Tea in somewhere that offers highfalutin' stuff, English Breakfast is what to ask for.
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