Thursday, December 17, 2009
Fits Me to a Tea
I'm basically a good person. I eat whole grains whenever possible. I check my smoke detectors twice a year, wear my seat-belt and compost my kitchen scraps. Good yeah? What right does somebody with fewer children than me, or more hours to sleep, or less responsibility, or more 80 degree weather have to judge my caffeine consumption?
They give you crap about your coffee habit, those nay-sayers out there...shame on them. But when you off handedly mention that you drink cup after cup after cup of Chai black tea with just a touch of sweet all day...like seriously all day, my hot water kettle is fulfilling its life dream of always being hot and full, which is basically a good life dream for everyone but I digress...you get all of these welcoming supportive statements like "Ooo, which one do you buy?" and "Oh I am SO a tea drinker too!" or "It's so calming isn't it?"
Not fair. People have never judged my preference for chocolate over vanilla, geometry over algebra, blue-eyed boys over brown-eyed ones or Manolos over Louboutins. What's the deal with coffee versus tea.
Love, love, LOVE my Chai. But my pot and a half of Costco light roast fits me to a "T"!