Did you know black tea was discovered in the 17th century? Tea leaves were left in the sun too long. This caused the leaves to turn a dark reddish brown, and changed the entire flavor of the drink.
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Did you know black tea was discovered in the 17th century? Tea leaves were left in the sun too long. This caused the leaves to turn a dark reddish brown, and changed the entire flavor of the drink.
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The hist’ry classes rarely Tell how lives are squarely Normal still In times of thrill - We’re doing laundry, barely
But I also wonder how we’ve ended up in such historical change when all of us are just doing laundry, barely.
The hist’ry classes rarely Tell how lives are squarely Normal still In times of thrill - We’re doing laundry, barely
Unreasonable Ideas
It seems silly but this is why it’s so important to give yourself downtime where you can just let your brain idle!! You gotta let yourself become the cardboard box, trying to make ideas is just herding cats so let them come to you instead
This is especially useful for ADHD people – chasing something relentlessly will just burn you out. You’ll find it if you divert attention, annoyingly – use the weird psychological quirks to your advantage!
When I need an idea, going to bed at night is the solution. I don’t mean it’s a good solution, but I’ll get ideas at least.
I have never been comforted by the idea of "make it clear this relationship is obviously abusive or it's bad writing" ideology.
Because like, as an abuse victim, it was not 100% black and white for me. I didn't wake up every day and think "man, this person is obviously shitty and abusive towards me." I didn't get that luxury.
You know what I got?
I got "I love you"s and goodnight kisses and "nobody in this house loves me so why do I bother" when things didn't go their way
I got "boy I wish my parent showed up at every event" from classmates while my parent complained about how my life was inconveniencing her and making me feel bad for enjoying things
I got "you're lucky to have such a good mother" and "why am I always the bad guy and have to yell?" in the same breath
I got "you have a really great mom" from people who only saw the show that was put on when the curtains were raised
I got tricked into thinking I was just an ungrateful child who had all these privileges and was told it could be worse
I had people in my home life who encouraged me to just appease them and make life easier because that's just what you were supposed to do
I got praised to the high heavens when I did exactly what they told me to do, even if I didn't want to or was actually disgusted by the idea
I got used to further their goals, all in the name of "well Cat wants to do this" or "Cat doesn't like that" when I clearly thought the opposite, and if I voiced this, they'd call me a liar
I got asked what I wanted to do, made to think I had a choice, then when I chose to do what I wanted to do, they would poke fun at it or complain about how much of a waste of time it was
I became used to not trusting myself and my own judgment, so if they were abusing me, I was just imagining it and it really wasn't that bad
Stories that portrayed the abuser as a mean, vicious monster that was obviously evil never rang true with what I experienced, furthering the idea that what I experienced wasn't what abuse was.
Stories where the abused person sympathizes with their obvious abuser frustrates the reader, usually one who hasn't suffered years of abuse, because the reader can see the signs but the abused can't, and I've seen so many comments demeaning this character's choice and "why didn't they just get out why are they so dumb"
Why? Because it's not that easy. Not every abuser comes in swinging. Some are sneaky, quiet, and make it look like everything is normal. Some use words that sound like love when really it's a parroting of words.
Unknown or not, "why didn't the abused person just leave" is the worst question you could ever ask, because honestly? It's easier said than done. There's so much doubt, so little support from people who don't know the signs and unknowingly encourage the abuser's behavior, and so much stigma around people that are abused that we just... don't.
And don't get me started on when the abuser retaliates and pins it all on the abused, pointing out the abused person's flaws to various people and saying it was the abused being the abuser all along so no one around you believes your story anyway.
So no, stories, where it's 100% clear the person has been abused, have never helped me get out of an abusive relationship.
You know what did help me? Surrounding myself with people who could see what was going on and actually helped me see it too, helped me get out of that situation, and helped me realize that yes, even people who were "loved" can be abused.
I want to read more stories from the abused's perspective. I want to read more stories where they are angry and push back when they feel vulnerable because they don't want to feel weak anymore. I want to read stories where they're afraid to voice their opinions even to people who are safe. I want to read stories where they're not soft uwu babies that need protection. I want to read stories where people keep the door open for people who push them away. I want to read stories where people shut it until the abused person realizes the person who saw the abuse was right all along or now the abused has nowhere to go. I want to read about the abused person slowly learning how to trust. I want to watch them fall and relapse. I want to see them struggle, only for good to win in the end. I want people to help them. I want people to protect them on their terms, not necessarily stomp up to the abuser's door and beat the shit out of them, but make sure the abused is safe and cared for. I want to read stories where the abuser tries to reconcile, but the abused is smart enough to not fall into their trap. I want to watch them fall back into the trap and realize the abuser never changed and struggle to get back out.
I want so so soooo many things out of stories where there's abuse, but "make it clear this relationship is obviously abusive or it's glorifying abuse" is never one of them.
It’s been a while since I came across something so true and resonates so much that it makes it harder and harder to finish reading it… just because it’s so identical to my history. We need more stories that show the build up. Red flags aren’t always red…
Another poem about tea
Kettle for the kitchen, Teapot for the table, When having tea for two Add to the pot a scoop for me and a scoop for you. One more for the pot for a total of three Then pour out the tea for you and for me.
It just didn’t want to post this and kept deleting it, so I screenshot my poem to post later.
Also, kettles and teapots are two very different things! One is made for extended high temperatures and the other is a pretty but also explodey decorative. Yes, kids, teapots will explode. I have experience. Don’t put a teapot on the stove.
Kettle for the kitchen Teapot for the table If the teapot is on fire You soon may be disabled.
I’m really confused why the app keeps saying radishnt’s tea post (and actually entire blog) doesn’t exist but I subscribe to the tea post and get notifications when it gets new comments. I can follow radishnt and seconds later click follow again. I loved the tea post 😢 I already miss it.
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The plot twist: the final boss at the end is your main player character, and if you didn’t level your side characters enough you can’t win the battle.
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One-Liners - Dialogue Prompts
Romantic Part 1
“I could listen to you all day.”
“Have I already told you how cute you look?”
“One kiss is just never enough.”
“Not to sound cheesy, but your smile really lights up the room.”
“I cannot find the words to describe how I feel about you.”
“Being happy, fortunately coincides with making you happy.”
“Call me when you get home, so I know you’re safe.”
“Tonight was just perfect.”
“However many years we have left, I want to spend them all with you.”
“I have the feeling that you’re trying not to kiss me and I give you permission to just do it.”
“You remembered my favourite food.”
“Sometimes, being with you feels like a dream that I don’t ever want to wake up from.”
“Being half-asleep is a very good look on you.”
“You can always talk to me, I will always be here for you.”
“I’ve missed you so much.”
Smutty Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3
“I dreamed of your legs wrapped around my waist.”
“Don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.”
“We should probably leave, before we start a scandal.”
“Stop looking at me like that or my knees will not hold me any longer.”
“I think you lost your underwear somewhere.”
“My tongue still remembers the way you taste.”
“Is there some space left in that bathtub?”
“The way your eyes get darker when you get aroused, is making me lose my mind.”
“I want to count every one of your freckles with my lips.”
“Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you.”
“Oh no, there is only one bed, what will we do now?”
“I could make you feel better.”
“Get back down here, we’re not done yet.”
“Later you will definitely need to tell me where you learned this.”
“I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.”
“You’re a lot more flexible than I thought.”
“I want to please you.”
“Tell me what you would want to do, if you were here right now.”
“Your shirt got a little dirty, how about we take it off?”
“I want to give you a hickey, so everyone can see how I feel about you.”
“Oh, I love that sound you make.”
“Do you want to take it off or should I do it for you?”
“I never imagined you to be so sensitive, but I love it.”
“Maybe you could use that mouth for more than just talking nonsense.”
“If we weren’t in public right now…”
“Your hand feels much better than my own.”
“As soon as we’re both sober, we can do every dirty little thing you ever dreamed of.”
“Come on, you have to work for it.”
“I’ll take it that you like what you see.”
“Your moans will wake everyone up and I’m oddly fine with that.”
“Your eyes are already saying yes, now I just need your mouth to tell me the same.”
“I can never seem to get enough of you.”
“How about we continue this somewhere more private?”
“Oh, can you feel this?”
“We won’t be missed for a couple hours, we should take advantage of that.”
“I went to the gym, so I will be able to hold you up even longer.”
“How about we get really dirty before we shower, so that it’s actually worth the effort?”
“Reality is even better than my dreams.”
“I told you, you would eventually start begging.”
“You always know so well what I like.”
“Oh, you’re such a tease!”
“I’m not necessarily hungry for food right now.”
“You’re so tense, do you want me to make you more relaxed?”
“Hmm, is that a threat or a promise?”
“Who would have thought that this is something that you’re into?”
Physical - Part 1 and Part 2
“Your hands are always so soft.”
“I would love to run my hand through your hair.”
“Come on, let’s take a nice bath together.”
“I think your legs were made to be wrapped around my waist.”
“You know, I prefer you naked, but that dress also looks breathtaking on you.”
“Do what I say or I will mercilessly tickle you.”
“I’m in love with your voice.”
“Did you know that your eyes change colours when you look at me?”
“I’m obsessed with the way your hand fits in mine.”
“You smell amazing.”
“I don’t think I have ever felt safer than in your arms.”
“Tough day? Do you want me to give you a massage?”
“Let me wash your hair for you.”
“The taste of your lips is like a drug.”
“You have a million freckles and I want to count them all.”
“Your lips are just too damn kissable.”
“That colour looks perfect on your skin.”
“Sometimes when we hug, I don’t ever want to let go.”
“Don’t roll your eyes at me.”
“Should I comb your hair for you?”
“Your body fits perfectly with mine while dancing.”
“Come on, take my hand.”
“Those legs of yours look like they go on forever.”
“Your hands are so cold, let me warm them up.”
“Did you know that you have a million freckles on your shoulders?”
“That look in your eyes means nothing good.”
“Is that a blush I see?”
“Can I braid your hair?”
“Ah, your feet are ice-cold!”
“I can hardly wait to put a ring on that finger.”
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I’m slightly disappointed that number 4 isn’t “Not to sound cheesy but its Gouda to meet you.”
which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?
y- you were putting it in cold water?????
Radish. Answer the question radish.
yeah??? i thought for like. 5 years that ppl just put it in hot water 2 speed up the tea-ification process didn’t realize there was an actual reason
You dont have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes???
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why are you. putting it in the microwave to boil it
Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove
Its takes less than a minute
Bestie is ur stovetop powered by the fucking sun
How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove
Like seven minutes
Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat n it boils in like two minutes… less than that is u use a saucepan…
Crying you’re putting the whole mug on the stove ???? On medium heat???? Ur stove is enchanted
Every single person in this post is a fucking lunatic
Yet another post that reads like four shakespeare characters who come out in the middle of the play to talk about something completely unrelated for comic relief
(Enter RADISHN’T, MOTHMAN MISATO, BOIMG FROG and CATS'N RAINCOATS, stage left. They are having a HEATED DISCUSSION.)
RADISHN’T: Prithee, which one of you had planned to tell
Of diff'rent flavours gained by simple act
Of brewing tea with water hot, not cold?
MOTHMAN: Egad! you poured the water cold? Wherefore?!
FROG: An answer from you, Radish, I must beg.
RADISHN’T: Indeed I did, dear friends - why does this shock?
Without the guide of others I assumed
That heat was merely added for the sake
Of expediting this solution’s brewing!
Half a decade I have spent, or more,
Not questioning this worldview I had made.
In fact, I am myself a bit surprised
That you might think that I, your dearest friend,
Might have a patience of sufficient stock
To wait until a pot of water boils.
FROG: Three minutes overtaxes patience so?
The microwave will beep when it is done!
CATS'N: My friend, this answer vexes me the more!
Can it be true that thou dost boil by nuke?!
FROG: Are you in turn, my friend, so shocked to know
That I have not the patience, like our Root,
To boil upon the stove our favour’d drink?
CATS'N: It takes less than a minute!
FROG: On what plate?
Perhaps your dinner cooks atop the sun?
CATS'N: How long can take your stove to fill the task
Of boiling but a single cup alone?
FROG: In minutes?
CATS'N: Yes!
FROG: I counted seven, once.
CATS'N: Perhaps you ought to have your timepiece checked!
If on a middle heat you place the cup
You soon will have the scalding drink you crave.
Two minutes, in a mug upon the plate
Or even less, if you should have a pot.
FROG: You cause me tears - is this how thou dost live?
You place upon the iron stove a mug?
A mug, ceramic, filled with water cold?
How do these flames, though medium in height,
Not shatter like a glass this fragile thing?
Surely, then, your kitchen is bewitched
With magicks far beyond the mortal ken!
(The FOUR realise they have wandered into the THRONE ROOM. The ROYAL COURT watches with fascination.)
KING: Ev'ry single person in this group must be a fucking lunatic, it seems.
DO. NOT. BOIL. THAT. WATER.
SURELY
YOU
JEST
Method of preparation: pour boiling water over the tea and brew for 5 minutes.
I understand that there’s concern about scalding the tea if you pour too hot a water on it. I even know the proper degrees Celsius and steeping times for the different types. What you need to ask yourself is: at assfuck o'clock in the morning, trying to brew something strong enough to dissolve my insides so I can get to work reshaping myself into a semblance of a human, brewing multiple bags in an 800 ml protein shaker because that’s the largest vessel in my home short of drinking straight from the pot, is that the situation I’m going to look at whether that shitty electric kettle I’ve had since I’ve moved to this city is hosting 80°C water or 96°C water? No. I boil it and let it sit for an intuitive amount of time and then I make myself a draught of life living death. I’m also not using the freshest whole leaf floral jasmine sencha whatever. I’m using a proper black blend that will kick my ass and tastes good with my local water.
Anyways here’s Wonderwall A decent cup of tea. Cheers! ☕
#also many brands write BOIL THE WATER THAT’S THE ONLY WAY TO GET A SAFE FOODSTUFF on their boxes i assume for legal reasons but yeah #i know you were practically raised by the dowager countess grantham only french but leave my working girl tea alone#honestly if you can see the bottom of your cup by the time you’ve finished pouring your water in you’re wasting your money #darjeeling who? in this household we take assam and ceylon blends gtfo with that dainty leaf water #does the spoon stand up in it is the question
I beg your ruddy pardon, Madam! I’ll have you know that I’ve just dropped a cloud of milk in my Yame matcha! Of MILK. In my matcha! I am extremely in tune with Popular stuff, I assure you. #thuglife
Besides, there was no French dowager Countess at my home. My mother abhors ‘hot water’ and, in proper French fashion, will only drink coffee, litres and litres of it. Even though, truth be told, the French fashion tends towards pitch-black Arabica strong enough to raise the dead—in small cups, but not in those thistles tourists always fawn over at overpriced cafés terraces—whereas my mother only ever drinks it copiously drenched in half-skinned milk.
Needless to say, my tea obsession constitutes one serious point of rebellion against maternal tyranny. It is a luxury, yes; one associated with pensive afternoons, late-night wakes, or drowsy mornings: the mood changes, the weather changes, the tea has to change.
If the tea business does appear to be booming these days, I got the impression that the market was very female-oriented, hipsterish, targeted towards younger women attracted by fancy packaging, sweet flavours and fake 'detox’ arguments. Most of the time the tea itself is of mediocre quality, for a terrible price.
The reason why so many supermarket brands tell you to brew their tea in boiling water is that they usually sell poor-quality, badly-preserved tea that may contain certain substances likely to be eliminated with boiling. Normally, industrial tea (and all dried herbs) is irradiated before boxing to prevent the development of fungi or yeasts in the product. The fact that boiling water is recommended isn’t necessarily a good sign.
It is also not a good sign for taste because the reason why you shouldn’t pour 100°C water over tea is that boiling destroys the oxygen molecules in the leaves, dissolves the tannins, and can even burn the leaves: the result loses in flavour considerably but gains in bitterness, astringency and acridity.
In the end, you’re always paying too much if you’re paying for a bad product, especially considering the amount of pesticides commonly contained in tea leaves from so many brands—which no amount of boiling water can cleanse.
The ideal, to avoid boiling the tea: let the kettle boil, open the lid, wait for three minutes, your water will be around 95°C, which is fine for most black teas. Green teas require a lighter touch, never higher than 85°C, so if you’re using an electric kettle: turn it off as soon as steam is getting away. If you’ve been heating the water on the stove, simply wait for the noise to begin—when it stops, you’ve crossed the 95°C threshold, the calm before the boiling storm! (And you may have contented Master Lu Yu in the process, which is a win for you.)
To be exact: when tiny bubbles are forming in the water, the size of a pinhead, the water is around 71°C; at 79°C, the bubbles have grown and the water is starting to emit steam; when the bubbles are like a string of pearls, the water has reached 91–96°C. After that, boiling is imminent.
For those who would add cold water to the water they’ve just boiled, which is an easy, quick solution to the issue at hand, a simple rule of three is required—then, merely the force of habit.
70°C: 2/3 boiling water + 1/3 cold water;
80°C: ¾ boiling water + ¼ cold water;
90°C: 1/10 cold water.
My favourite method remains observation. All are imprecise, but since none of us are Japanese, I reckon we can withstand a measure of imperfection.
For those who don’t use celcius, a quick guide to temps:
Darks/Pu’erh 203 degrees F, can usually steep multiple times, steep time ranges 5-30 mins
Black 203F to 208F, 3-6 minutes
Greens/Oolong 160F to 190F, 2-5 minutes
White 160F-175F, very delicate and burns easily, 1.5 - 4 minutes
Herbal/Tisane 195F - 208F, 2 minutes to fifteen minutes steep time or to the end of your cup, most times it doesn’t matter with these
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which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?
y- you were putting it in cold water?????
Radish. Answer the question radish.
yeah??? i thought for like. 5 years that ppl just put it in hot water 2 speed up the tea-ification process didn’t realize there was an actual reason
You dont have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes???
[ID: Tags reading “u think i have the patience to boil water wtf ?????” /End ID]
why are you. putting it in the microwave to boil it
Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove
Its takes less than a minute
Bestie is ur stovetop powered by the fucking sun
How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove
Like seven minutes
Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat n it boils in like two minutes… less than that is u use a saucepan…
Crying you’re putting the whole mug on the stove ???? On medium heat???? Ur stove is enchanted
Every single person in this post is a fucking lunatic
Yet another post that reads like four shakespeare characters who come out in the middle of the play to talk about something completely unrelated for comic relief
(Enter RADISHN’T, MOTHMAN MISATO, BOIMG FROG and CATS'N RAINCOATS, stage left. They are having a HEATED DISCUSSION.)
RADISHN’T: Prithee, which one of you had planned to tell
Of diff'rent flavours gained by simple act
Of brewing tea with water hot, not cold?
MOTHMAN: Egad! you poured the water cold? Wherefore?!
FROG: An answer from you, Radish, I must beg.
RADISHN’T: Indeed I did, dear friends - why does this shock?
Without the guide of others I assumed
That heat was merely added for the sake
Of expediting this solution’s brewing!
Half a decade I have spent, or more,
Not questioning this worldview I had made.
In fact, I am myself a bit surprised
That you might think that I, your dearest friend,
Might have a patience of sufficient stock
To wait until a pot of water boils.
FROG: Three minutes overtaxes patience so?
The microwave will beep when it is done!
CATS'N: My friend, this answer vexes me the more!
Can it be true that thou dost boil by nuke?!
FROG: Are you in turn, my friend, so shocked to know
That I have not the patience, like our Root,
To boil upon the stove our favour’d drink?
CATS'N: It takes less than a minute!
FROG: On what plate?
Perhaps your dinner cooks atop the sun?
CATS'N: How long can take your stove to fill the task
Of boiling but a single cup alone?
FROG: In minutes?
CATS'N: Yes!
FROG: I counted seven, once.
CATS'N: Perhaps you ought to have your timepiece checked!
If on a middle heat you place the cup
You soon will have the scalding drink you crave.
Two minutes, in a mug upon the plate
Or even less, if you should have a pot.
FROG: You cause me tears - is this how thou dost live?
You place upon the iron stove a mug?
A mug, ceramic, filled with water cold?
How do these flames, though medium in height,
Not shatter like a glass this fragile thing?
Surely, then, your kitchen is bewitched
With magicks far beyond the mortal ken!
(The FOUR realise they have wandered into the THRONE ROOM. The ROYAL COURT watches with fascination.)
KING: Ev'ry single person in this group must be a fucking lunatic, it seems.
I just assumed op was drinking iced tea
Why is everyone here so confused
How do you make iced tea?
I always made batches of it so I’d make a concentrate in the coffee pot and then dilute it in sugar water and let it cool.
You can do it multiple ways. Cold brew or hot brew over ice. If hot, double the amount of tea, so if the recipe is 1-2 teaspoons per 8 oz water, use 2-4 teaspoons per 8 oz water in hot brewing because you’re going to be diluting it with either cold water or ice. Don’t increase temp or time steeped. Only increase amount of leaves.
My event got canceled but I thought some of you here might like the poem at least. Kids were going to draw a face for the monsters and then “blend” two teas for their parents using pre-selected blends and ingredients.
Picture of faceless monster forms and a poem reading
Dear Big Monsters,
I love you so much. I know sometimes your days are long and nights are super tough.
I know you always rush to care for me after every little nightmare... those times I woke up crying 'cause I couldn't find my hair.
So I made you a Happy Monster Brew that's sure to be a winner... or at the very least will help you make it all the way to dinner.
It has caffeine but not so much it leaves you all a-jitter, and it's sweet instead of bitter.
After dinner just for you I made a Sleepy Monster Brew.
Just make a cup, then relax and wait for time to pass.
Waking up at midnight to help me find my nose hasn't won you an award, though we both know well it should! At least we know when you wake up you can at least drink something good!
Love, Little Monster
Copyright © Skyla Blazewright 2021
Sponsored by skyberfireteas.com
which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?
y- you were putting it in cold water?????
Radish. Answer the question radish.
yeah??? i thought for like. 5 years that ppl just put it in hot water 2 speed up the tea-ification process didn’t realize there was an actual reason
You dont have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes???
[ID: Tags reading “u think i have the patience to boil water wtf ?????” /End ID]
why are you. putting it in the microwave to boil it
Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove
Its takes less than a minute
Bestie is ur stovetop powered by the fucking sun
How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove
Like seven minutes
Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat n it boils in like two minutes… less than that is u use a saucepan…
Crying you’re putting the whole mug on the stove ???? On medium heat???? Ur stove is enchanted
Every single person in this post is a fucking lunatic
Yet another post that reads like four shakespeare characters who come out in the middle of the play to talk about something completely unrelated for comic relief
(Enter RADISHN’T, MOTHMAN MISATO, BOIMG FROG and CATS'N RAINCOATS, stage left. They are having a HEATED DISCUSSION.)
RADISHN’T: Prithee, which one of you had planned to tell
Of diff'rent flavours gained by simple act
Of brewing tea with water hot, not cold?
MOTHMAN: Egad! you poured the water cold? Wherefore?!
FROG: An answer from you, Radish, I must beg.
RADISHN’T: Indeed I did, dear friends - why does this shock?
Without the guide of others I assumed
That heat was merely added for the sake
Of expediting this solution’s brewing!
Half a decade I have spent, or more,
Not questioning this worldview I had made.
In fact, I am myself a bit surprised
That you might think that I, your dearest friend,
Might have a patience of sufficient stock
To wait until a pot of water boils.
FROG: Three minutes overtaxes patience so?
The microwave will beep when it is done!
CATS'N: My friend, this answer vexes me the more!
Can it be true that thou dost boil by nuke?!
FROG: Are you in turn, my friend, so shocked to know
That I have not the patience, like our Root,
To boil upon the stove our favour’d drink?
CATS'N: It takes less than a minute!
FROG: On what plate?
Perhaps your dinner cooks atop the sun?
CATS'N: How long can take your stove to fill the task
Of boiling but a single cup alone?
FROG: In minutes?
CATS'N: Yes!
FROG: I counted seven, once.
CATS'N: Perhaps you ought to have your timepiece checked!
If on a middle heat you place the cup
You soon will have the scalding drink you crave.
Two minutes, in a mug upon the plate
Or even less, if you should have a pot.
FROG: You cause me tears - is this how thou dost live?
You place upon the iron stove a mug?
A mug, ceramic, filled with water cold?
How do these flames, though medium in height,
Not shatter like a glass this fragile thing?
Surely, then, your kitchen is bewitched
With magicks far beyond the mortal ken!
(The FOUR realise they have wandered into the THRONE ROOM. The ROYAL COURT watches with fascination.)
KING: Ev'ry single person in this group must be a fucking lunatic, it seems.
@hatsunekoplaysbass PLEASE
Thanks @its-not-a-xylophone I don’t get requests very often so how could I ever say no
@radishnt and @catsnraincoats played by Eleanor Forte @boimgfrog played by Tsurumaki Maki
@mothman-misato played by Yamine Renri
@meran-kori tuned the virtual singers and made the video
Also tagging @wizardlyghost
holy shit
My entire business is tea so really this is somehow even funnier. Actually there are multiple ways to brew tea. Sun brew, cold brew, hot brew… each method brings out a different flavor of the same teas.
Tip: for stronger tea in a hot brew especially, don’t use hotter water or steep longer. Use more tea leaves. This is especially important for white teas and green teas which steep at a lower temperature for a set amount of time.
And yes, you can burn your tea. It sounds weird since it’s a liquid. If you steep too hot or too long, you get less flavor and more tannins from the leaves which produces a bitter taste. Some people like that flavor which is fine. Or to confuse you more, there are teas which are produced specifically to gain a different flavor.
Example: Lapsang Souchong is produced by (and you can slap me if I am wrong, it happens all the time) curing the leaves with smoke. The specific taste is vastly different than English Breakfast or Assam or Ceylon teas. The tea snobs like to say that only teas which are straight Camellia Sinensis plant are true teas. On a technicality, tea need only have the plant in it to be a true tea, but if there is no camellia sinensis in it then it is technically a tisane. However, tea is a good umbrella term for all the tea types, which can be split further within the category. Dark, Pu’erh, Oolong, Black, White, Green, Fruit tea, herb tea, mate, matcha, blends, etc. All of these are produced differently with a variety of ingredients which comes out uniquely different based on how you brew. As well, a hot brew poured over ice will not have the same flavor as a cold brew tea. Experiment with it and see how you like it.
The sound of flowing and dripping water were the first things Nettie Garson heard after the sewer drain cap was removed with the aide of a crowbar and Shail Sancakli’s strong arms. She glanced down the manhole, clicking on her flashlight to shine below, then turned the flashlight on Shail’s face, making him squint and put up an arm to block the blinding light stream.
“I’m sure blindness is on your bucket list, but it ain’t on mine,” the Peace Keeper said in a grumpy tone that suited him well. She lowered the light. “Ladies first.” He said, his deep voice carrying a drawl to it that suggested he was as surprised as she was they were working together on this case .
“Age before beauty.” She retorted, rolling her eyes. The heavy stomp of footprints came behind them and a pimpled teenager slowed to join them. “Hey, Fikri, thanks for helping.”
“Whatever. Let’s just hurry up before I get any younger.” He said impatiently.
She felt a little bad for Fikri. Ok, that was a sincere understatement. She felt a lot bad for him. Fikri was supposed to be a thirty year old male. At the moment, he was stuck looking like a fifteen year old school girl. In order to avoid the authorities, Fikri did what he had to do. He was very vocal about not liking it, but he still did it.
Nettie climbed in the hole and down into the sewer. The sewers smelled pungent, like mildew and dead fish on top of the city’s waste. “Remind me why we’re going after some trundle-bucket anti-hero down here?” She turned her flashlight to look around as her feet came into contact with the wet sewer bottom. The sewer wasn’t really complicated. They only had two options, left or right, to go from where they were. It would be later on when the maze-like nature of the sewers would cause them issues.
“I know why I do it; it’s my job.” Shail said. “You, though…” He set down off the ladder and took out his baton and flashlight. “Screws loose, probably.”
From five feet up the twenty five foot ladder, Fikri said, “I just want to state—for the record—that I didn’t volunteer to chase after a bloody serial murderer.”
“You’re the only one of the two of you I needed.” Shail said.
“The Gods curses on my amazing talents,” Fikri grumbled.
“Aww, don’t worry, Fikri. We’ll finish up quick, and Shail will treat us to barbecue.” Nettie promised her old friend.
“You do a lot of volunteering on behalf of others.” Shail noted.
Your parenting skill level is directly proportionate to your confidence as you remove your child’s clothing to change a poop diaper.