“Where There Is Tea, There Is Hope” ~ Arthur Wing Pinero
So we drank a nice cuppa in Aachen today. I didn’t have to work for reasons I’m not pointing out here and now. Thing is, we went to my old hometown for a bit of this and that and ended up in a tea shop with a little – I wanted to say café on the upper floors. What do we call that for tea? Whatever… you know what I mean.
Since I rarely drink “real” tea, I once again ordered “only” fruit tea from their laaaaarge selection. This one was a so called Turkish Apple. Tasted very very lovely.
S had some flavored green tea which tasted… um, like flavored green tea – aka, not my cup of tea. So to say.
Isn’t that little tea pot cute?