Last week at the Games for Health day in Seattle, I had horrible tea. The hot water wasn’t nearly hot enough, and they seem to mix up their containers for coffee, so the water tasted like stale weak coffee. I figured that was alright since I was having black tea anyway. Dessa, a woman I met briefly there, had peppermint tea. I can only imagine how nasty that must have been. Anyway, as I think about it, their OJ was bad, too… tasted like Sunny Delight. And the scone I had one bite of I had to throw away because it was pure baking soda.
I gotta wonder if maybe I’m turning into a tea snob, if maybe Robin is making me a tea snob… but then I think to myself, I just want proper hot water! How hard could that be?