OCTOBER 1, 2012
It is October; autumn is
officially here. This means crisp evenings walking through crunchy leaves while
sipping on a Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks. In Wisconsin, that is.
London is an entirely
different story. It is wet and rainy and still a bit too warm to comfortably
cuddle up on one’s favorite fall sweater, mostly because it will become wet and
soggy. And there are no Pumpkin Spice Lattes. That’s right, not one.
However, there are other warm
and delicious drinks to be had and they seem a good combatant to the dreary wet
of London’s autumn. The best of these drinks: a good cup of tea.
It is true the British have
perfected the art of tea-drinking. Until arriving in London, the art behind a
good cup of tea had eluded me. I have only ever watched tea be drunk in a clear
form and the first sip appears to leave a shadow of a bitter grimace as the
body adjusts to such a “plant-flavored” drink.
The British cup of tea would cause no such
response. It is served with cream and sugar and cookies; everything we have
with our coffee. Why has it not occurred to treat our tea the same? Because we
are silly Americans, that is why.
It is still a shame that the British continue to
resist the delight of the Pumpkin Spice Latte. Yet, their tea has changed me. I
have realized that coffee has a sibling who may be equally dressed up and
The next time you find yourself in a position where
no Pumpkin Spice Latte can be had, remember the British and the art of drinking
tea. Put on the kettle, take out the cream, sugar, and cookies, and have a cup,
British style. Cheers.