Honestly, I don’t know how to rate this tea – I don’t know even when I started drinking tea. My first memory is drinking hot lipton tea out of plastic pink cups with milk and sugar. I drank it when I was little on sunday mornings, in middle school before I had to go to the bus stop, every night coming home from rehearsals. I drank it when I visited my grandparents at the hospital, at family function after family function, and when they died. Lipton Tea to me is just a fact of life. The taste of it is familiar and warm. It’s home really.
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