Today I’m grateful for this lovely little blue teapot, which I picked up on Saturday at TeaLeaves. It’s a cute little tearoom and also sells a really great organic Earl Grey, which is the tea I’m brewing in the pot as we speak.
You see, I’ve had some medical issues this past year or two and as a result, have had to give up my much-beloved coffee. Silly as it might sound, that felt like trauma because I have a morning routine of relaxing with a cup of coffee that goes back decades. No matter where I am or what I’m doing, the morning always starts with a cup o’ joe and a quiet moment to myself before I start the day. Or at least it did.
Like most people when a beloved routine is broken, I was at loose ends for a while. I bought an assortment of different teas and couldn’t find anything I really liked. They all lacked something in comparison to the lovely dark bitter taste of a good French roast. Mornings were an exercise in disappointment, with each tea not being quite what I wanted. It’s like when you order a beer and they bring you O’Doul’s. Yeah, it’s supposed to taste the same but you know it doesn’t.
So enter the Earl Grey, which I just happened to pick up when I was in the shop for something else. I wasn’t expecting it to become my morning tea, but I like Earl Grey and thought it might make a nice afternoon beverage, until I made it one morning and realized this was something I could live with every morning.
Then I broke the lid on the little white teapot I’ve been using. It was annoying, that pot, a lightweight thing made in China and picked up for a few bucks at Bed, Bath and Beyond. (Oddly, it was literally the only one in the entire store). That forced me back to TeaLeaves to buy a different one, having not really liked the first one anyway. They have a wide assortment to choose from, all different styles, and selected by the owners, British folks who really know their tea. It has a perfect shape to brew well, doesn’t drip when you pour from it, and doesn’t have a floppy lid that’s likely to end up hitting the counter and shattering like the last one did. It also has a weight to it that feels satisfying when you pick it up.
So yeah, that’s it. Today I am grateful for tea, the adorable little blue teapot and the folks at TeaLeaves who care about me enjoying my mornings. How about you?