Hello and welcome to Tea Time. This is the blog that is all about the tea. And food. I will review teas from various companies and flavors. Some normal, some unique!

Company: Adagio Teas


Blood Orange Ice Tea: This is a sunny tea. Perfect for ice tea on the porch. Gentle
blood orange with hibiscus and rose hips. (I'm allergic to hibiscus, but, it's so low
in amount it didn't bother me.) It was perfect with orange cranberry scones!

Wild Strawberry: I had this one on ice. The smell reminds me of a "you pick" farm.
It had apples and raspberry leaves in it too. A really cheerful tea. It'll perk you
up in an instant.

Berry Blast: I made this for breakfast as a hot tea. Much better suited to summer ice tea
though. more rose hips, hibiscus, cranberries n blueberries. It's like a fruity explosion.
Paired this with blueberry bagels.

Raspberry Patch: The smell alone made me smile. It's fragrant but, not overpowering.
More of the same ingredients as the rest. The raspberry is definitely the defining
flavor here. Paired it with toast at breakfast with sf blueberry jam. Perfect.

Next set of teas will be Adagio's fall faves: gingerbread, candy cane, chestnut and 
pumpkin spice. After that will be a mystery. I am always open to suggestions! All of
these teas come in bags, or loose. I had all of these loose.


So, being as today is my mother’s birthday, the memory therapist decided to help me find good memories of the deceased woman. (no, I don’t call her mom, she was EVIL).  So this is basically how it went: So what good things can you tell me about your mom that  you remember. ME: Nothing the woman was EVIL and I don’t want to remember. Therapist: OK, moving on! (She got the hint. LOL)  Then we worked on daily things I forget and how to use my BUJO to help me. I created a section entitled: Memories and Dreams. Hopefully that will help.

But, It did get me thinking. (Enter jokes here). What did I get from her? Great eyes and lips? Mad dance skills. I didn’t get her archery or bowling skills, my brother got those. LOL I got her ptsd and her insanity. Oh joy. So, basically, I got the bad shit cause obviously my eyes and lips aren’t enough to get a partner or a date!

Sometimes memories are fleeting. Sometimes I just don’t understand what i’m remembering. Sometimes I  want to erase what i do remember.

Memories of our past shape who we are. We react to things off those memories.what happens when you don’t have them anymore? What shapes you then? What can you do before and after. These things are the things I think about non stop.