When growing up in Pakistan, my mother and a dear Scottish “Auntie” would make a huge pot of tea and drink it between the two of them. They were rather addicts, and I am afraid so am I. It is not that I particularly dislike teapots (I am drinking a cup of tea poured out of one at this very moment) it is just that not having a nice snug tea cozy for my rather large teapot the tea tends to get cold. And perhaps more to the point, I really do associate drinking tea from a teapot with having another person or several other persons with whom to share it. And, so, I generally only pull it out when company is over or to make a thermos of tea for work. Oh, and they are a rather a bother to clean, are they not?
This rainy morning I came home after church and a big stein of tea seemed in order. Plus, I feel more manly drinking Constant Comment from it 😉 a tea which I have always somehow associated with the fairer sex. The stein, or giant glass mug, was a very kind gift from two dear friends in replacement of its predecessor, as was the red electric kettle that boiled the water!
Photographically speaking, I took a number of shots to try to capture a nice whorl of steam. I took so long in fact that some very aesthetically pleasing condensation appeared at the top as well.
Oh, and the tea was brilliant!
On a rainy day like this, hot tea sounds really good.
Love this shot – only thing a tad bit distracting is the bright light coming through the window. Then again, that bright light has helped with the awesome steam you’ve captured 😉
Thank you, sasi. That is a rather large block of nothing, isn’t it? And I can see your point.
Nice post. Thought I might add a second comment to perhaps incite a bit more constant comment. (Groans expected as usual with my punning). My daily poison 4 bags of Lipton, Splenda or sugar, and fat free half and half. Special occasions like when my brother visits: the same except with Lipton’s Yellow Label. It gives the mixture an orange brown color that just tells you that the taste is going amazing!
Nice pun!
Now if brother Adrian visits we pull out the Earl Grey. He takes it with honey no milk while I find it nice with my usual additives.
Precisely, right, dear brother. I would dearly love to have a cup of tea, no matter the flavor, with the three of us together.
I’ll drink a cup to that and say an Amen.
Wonderful photograph you captured and almost I can feel the smell of the tea, and how I love to drink a cup of tea. Thank you Neil E.Das, with my love, nia
Nia, thank you so much for all your kind words. I have been to your blog and your photography is lovely.
Love it Neil, I’ve included it and and a couple more of your latest photos on pinterest. You’re an amazing photographer. I actually thought this was beer on first glance and have included it in my ‘manly things’ pinboard!!
Thank you, Sophie, for the kind words. Pinterest, huh? Visually it looks pretty cool.