We place the seed into the earth. Nature nurtures the seed to grow with warm sunlight, rain, the dark soil that it lives in. We return to the fields to pluck the leaves. Whither, roll, steam, dry, repeat. Bruise, shake, scent, repeat. We drape water over the leaves...maybe we have a ceremony. Maybe we are in a cafe or the walls of our own home oceans away from the soil that nurtured these leaves. When we take that first sip we are one with the elements. We are the hands that planted that seed and rolled the leaves, we are the sun and the rain that forced the plant to grow from the ground, we are the dark soil that the seed lived in. Tea is the combination of body, soul and earth.
I have been working with tea for the past two years. When my journey began I knew nothing past a tazo tea bag. I got hired at a tea bar in Portland, OR that offered over 100 different whole leaf teas...there was not a bag in sight. When I moved back to Boston and had to find a job tea was the only thing that made sense. I don't know as much as I wish I did, but I am dedicated to learning everything and anything about this beautiful plant.
When I am not talking about or drinking tea you can find me behind a camera, on a bike, or in front of my computer.
I made a pitcher of Black Currant and Mate Lemmon Blast blended together with a little agave nectar and honey. I measured out 32oz of filtered water and threw in 1/4cup of the black currant and 2tbs of the mate and boiled it together on the stove with the agave. This is the same kind of method people use when making chai…don’t wait for the water to boil, boil the water with the leaves.I filled the pitcher half way with ice and strained the tea over the ice, then mixed the honey in and let it cool a little more in the fridge. MMMM tasty.
Enjoying my iced tea right now while doing laundry and planning for my trip to India while Joseph takes care of his clothing company. Tomorrow is a beach day.