Wednesday, May 28, 2008

All Over Tea in the Mission

Bunter and I had a couple of guests over for tea this afternoon and introduced them to Millie, the glass-eyed wonder cat, who has been a member of my family since before I was born (She's that lovely creature featured with Junk Thief in the current -- as of this posting -- profile photo).

Although everyone enjoyed the conversation, the black rose and premium Oolong offerings and plates of tiny savories, there was far more comment over our cups, such as the one featured above. I don't know its exact lineage but think it's been in the family at least as long as Millie. Although I've talked earlier today about my garden journals, I realize I've never kept tea journals, which is a shame. Perhaps I should start some retroactively. There have been tea parties under the baby grand at Aunt Louise's house in thimble size cups with all the guests in hand made hats with my famed Cousin Ginger; malaria crazed Touareg tea in Segou, Mali, in the early 1990s; high tea at the Empress with my eternally on-again-off-again ex from Newfoundland; Sunday teas with local exes at Lovejoy's in Noe Valley, the arrondissement next door, where there is often a passionate fraction of a second when our eyes lock and we both (likely) wonder why we parted and then comfortably go back to the tedium babbling about how we occupy our solitary days; and various trips through Hong Kong just to visit the Museum of Tea Ware where I've acquired a number of favorite pots and tiny cups.

But I always come back to the above, favorite cup, which I've often called the tea elf. It's always reminded me of having a tea party on the order of this scene.

As my guests departed, I could not help but think about how thinly fragile yet sturdy much of these tea cups and pots are yet will long outlive all of us and the rivers of tea that will flow forward with us into obscurity.

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8 Comments:

At 5:53 AM, Blogger Reya Mellicker said...

I love tea. In fact, I'm drinking tea right now ... Chinese medical tea and regular old black tea. (Not mixed together). I don't have any family keepsakes, so I drink the tea from cups I've collected along the way, in the case of today, a cup I got in Barbados and one from Target. Oh well.

LOVE your new profile pic.

Tea is good. Drink lots.

 
At 9:18 AM, Blogger Ladrón de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) said...

Reya - I have a wild mix of cups too. And also love coffee. Glad you like the picture, and I hope Millie doesn't upstage me since she's such a star.

 
At 2:23 PM, Blogger jason said...

Goodness...what a poetic idea...a tea journal! Genius.

I think I'll have some of my own now.
I know better than to mention the word "ice" here.

 
At 2:27 PM, Blogger Ladrón de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) said...

Jason - I love iced tea as well, just hold the sugar, please.

 
At 9:21 PM, Anonymous The Angry Young Man said...

Aw, I missed tea. Did you actually serve Battenburg cake? I'm awfully curious.

 
At 9:34 PM, Blogger Ladrón de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) said...

Angry - Not this time. We're all eating light for the coming summer season.

 
At 6:00 PM, Blogger mouse (aka kimy) said...

ah the answer to my query is within this post....the cat who is with you is millie! I hope bunter isn't jealous ....

I went to a tea ceremony in japan when I was nine years old - it was a transformative event.

I am fond of various green and herbal teas...although I don't drink as much tea as I should.... the right tea can be very healthy...

the right type of iced teas are close to sensory nirvana for me

 
At 6:03 PM, Blogger Ladrón de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) said...

Mouse - Bunter is not tolerant of other living animals, cats or dogs, but he loves Millie. She just glows in the sun and sends metaphysical wonder with her eyes.

 

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