
She enjoyed tea especially in her old porcelain cups. On her father’s side of the family, the O’Donnell’s had enhanced their tea rituals with porcelain sets imported from their homeland. Over the years her great-aunt’s collection had grown so much only half was housed in the antique china cabinet she had inherited from her parents.
When tea was growing in popularity, teas produced in Assam were imported to Ireland from British East India Company offering a more robust flavour.

lips on porcelain
robust in flavour, yet
elegant and pure
lips on porcelain
transforming humble customs
extraordinary
robust in flavour, yet
tender traces –
generous
elegant and pure
demanding – subtle
arrogance
©Tournesol’16/01/29
I am feeling the need after reading this poetic treasure your crafted which describes a lovely tea service/experience to go grab one of my fancy porcelain tea cups and pour my travel mug of chocolate peppermint tea into it. 🙂
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So glad you enjoyed this. I always wondered why I prefered a more robust tea rather than English breakfast blend…even the Bold blend doesn`t seem strong enough. A friend of mine/colleague said after his three months in India, he appreciated a good steeped tea. Fortunately, there is a section in Toronto called Little India where he found a place that served a good cup of tea. Enjoy your sweet flavoured tea! 😉
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you’re welcome; I’m having a second cup with a splash of creme de menthe and cocoa powder as a nightcap. 😀
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Well now that sounds yummy!
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my nightly ritual 🙂
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🙂
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Nice story behind this haibun (marvellous haibun)… brought back memories tea drinking in different places of Africa .. the flavours were extraordinary – though I still prefer my tea without sugar and possibly green 😉
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I still have to have sugar in mine but green tea not so much, maybe a drop of honey 🙂
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I was lucky … when I was a child my Mom never drank sugar in her tea and I just figured that’s the way one should drink it.
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Yes, my grandmother should have started me on tea…she drinks it without sugar like most French people do. I guess my mother noticed her father in law ( my grandfather who was from UK) drank his tea with lots of sugar and cream. I suppose I could cut down gradually wean off it.
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I really can’t drink any kind of tea with additives like sugar, lemon or milk. They just taste medicinal to me like that and I can’t enjoy it. I’ve learnt to drink my coffee almost completely black now too .. but still with a dot of milk (in fact i use so little milk in my coffee that one wonders why I do it at all, but the espresso is very acidic to me without a dot of milk.)
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I used to drink black coffee until I felt it was too acid on my stomach, so a bit of cream or milk.
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Ah … maybe that’s why I still use that bit of milk … though I don’t really remember any sort of problem in that sense, I might have known instinctively 😉
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Such a beautiful story behind this piece… delightful! Now I feel the need for a spot of tea 🙂
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Well then, enjoy your cuppa:-)
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😀 thanks, I did!
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