Grew up in Texas, lived and worked in Australia and New Zealand for a year. Now I am back stateside and living in Oregon. I drink most any kind of tea but blacks are my favorites.
“Tea is the taste of my land: it is bitter and warm, strong, and sharp with memory. It tastes of longing. It tastes of the distance between where you are and where you come from. Also it vanishes—the taste of it vanishes from your tongue while your lips are still hot from the cup. It disappears, like plantations stretching up into the mist.” Little Bee (Chris Cleave)