“I think I need to start drinking coffee.” I told Barbara (formerly known as Cristina.) “Nah, just drink tea.” She wrote back. It took every ounce of self-control I had to not remind her that the primary reason she is now a self-professed tea aficionado and pusher of all things herbal (which sounds deliciously illegal) is that she couldn’t say “no” to the yappy little Teavana chiquita in the mall and ended up with $600 worth of tea and a bunch of tea-cookery-things that, two years later, she still has no idea how to use. (Barbara’s idea of “cooking” is sticking a bag of popcorn in the microwave or if she’s feeling really fancy, making tuna fish. Julia Child she is not.) She continued. “Just have them hold the water.” Huh? It was late and I’d had a long day (adding to my list of Bad Grown-Up stories with a not-fit-for-print movie theater incident) but tea without water is what? Grass, leaves and twigs at the bottom of a … [Read more...]