Age 2 – Stealing sips of orange pekoe from my Grandpa’s cup.
Age 4 – Being spoiled by my Nanny with my own cups of tea.
Age 13 – A mug of camomile from my mother to accompany a good book.
Age 17 – Strong black tea with milk and too much sugar to wake me up for school.
Age 18 – A tea (or five) a day keeps the doctor away.
Age 19 – Exploration and experimentation. With loose leaf teas at “Un amour des thés” in Montréal.
Age 22 – I embrace DavidsTeas with open arms.