August 28, 2007 § 5 Comments
I was an afficianado, even a dabbler before my trip to the tea shop with dolceleontina but now I’m a junkie. And I’m not talking Celestial Seasonings or generic Lipton crap (though I still think Red Rose makes the best plain black iced tea). I’m talking jasmine flowers hand-picked by naked virgins and tied with food-grade, organic cotton string so that they display nicely when gently bathed in your tea cup.
Ok, maybe I made up the part about the virgins.
(PS: Lunch was awesome chickie. And that bread? To *die* for. Let’s do it again some time. My treat.)
(PPS: I’ve not given up coffee, campagnella. I promise.)