Monday, February 1, 2010

Can I still call myself a Canadian?

Because I'm just not digging Red Rose tea. It just isn't comparing to Lipton Yellow Label tea. Have I become a tea snob by sharing a house with a Brit in East Africa? But then again, I had the loveliest cup of Earl Grey tea at the very Canadian Second Cup the other day. So maybe I'm just confused about my tea.

But I do know that a good cup of tea does wonders for a girl. When I was in Bible School in Northern England, the Dean of Students was a wonderfully sweet British woman. We could go to her with everything - the good, the bad, the ugly and the beautiful! And everything was shared over a good cuppa. There's nothing that a good cuppa doesn't make even better!

And on that note, I'm off to rummage through the cupboard for that Earl Grey I found in there earlier this afternoon...

But I'm still feeling a little guilty that I just don't like Red Rose anymore... oh well, nothing that a good cuppa won't make better!

3 comments:

Grace H. said...

I can't believe that after living in Africa that you even LIKE that herbal crap! Give me a good cup of Ugandan Tea with milk any day...

Grace H. said...

You changed your blog background, didn't you?

Anonymous said...

I COMPLETLEY agree, Canadian tea is.... lacking.... a lot.