Tea and Teeth

My sister, as I've mentioned before, never arrives empty-handed. This time she brought me a great mug/strainer combo and a tin of tea. I've always loved the Asian way of drinking from a cup with no handles, though they are generally smaller in size than the average American mug. Leave it to my sister to find the perfect combo...

The mug, strainer and steeping lid...

She also brought this: 500 Mile Chai. According to the story on the back of the tin, when long-haul truck drivers in India would stop at the small dhabas (rest areas) along the highway, they always asked for really strong, sweet chai to help them drive for "another 500 miles."

I wish you could smell this blend, dear readers.  It's intoxicating, and exotic and oh so strong, just how I like my tea. Hints of cinnamon, cardamon, ginger and clove...

 

The brewed tea comes out the color of true chai, called the Golden Glow. It tastes wonderful and those long-haul drivers had it right: This is some seriously strong stuff.

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This morning at the crack of dawn, I had to take the boys down the mountain to the vet's for their annual teeth cleaning. After checking them in--with much whining and shivering and don't leave us here looks of anguish--my sister and I went to one of the local restaurants and had breakfast. It was a nice way to finish off the weekend as she left shortly afterward to head home.

Well. Nice for us, though I'm pretty sure the dogs wouldn't agree...