After being on the road all day taking eldest daughter to the airport in Raleigh, NC and then shopping, shopping, shopping (not buying, looking and getting ideas at antique shops for an upcoming project and getting new running shoes for hubby) and drinking Coke, I was fantasizing about tea by the time we were on the way home eleven hours after we left home. (On a related note, did you know that if you buy the glass bottle Cokes at Sam’s that are 12 ounce instead of eight and they say Hecho en Mexico, they have sugar instead of HFCS? I know, I know, just sayin’)
I wanted real tea, tea that would grab me and make me know I was alive! Tea that could hold up to cheese toast with mustard without wilting, yet not require additions. This is what I decided on while hubby was driving, having no idea of the raging tea lust going on right beside him.
I opened the tin and gasped. SERIOUSLY? Am I really drinking that much Golden Snail? (Answer: yes.). But the rich chocolate aroma hit and I swooned. It was just like holding a dark chocolate candy bar in my hand. Oh joy! Lots of nummy noises later, youngest and I are on our second pot, cheese toast devoured, doing same to a bowl of Kerrygold Dubliner cheese cubes.
It is so good to be home.
