prairie daze

claiming our daze and our days on the prairie

tea time

this piece of my kitchen, this piece of our lives brings an immediate connection to home for me. i think every night (yes, mom and dad?) my parents drink tea. they boil the water, one of them calls to the other to ask what kind (rose hip? mint?), the other calls back (oh, sure, either, thanks), then cups are balanced on top of the basket, carried to the living room, the tea steeps a bit, then a couple cups are sipped before bed.

when jerry and i got married we went to the good earth (some of you remember that store, i know) and got tropicana tea (with the pretty purple flowers) and then to chicago’s chinatown and got our own tea basket…

there is evidence of its use…years of steeping and pouring…balancing cups and maybe even a bowl of chocolate or honey pot.

oh, this tea will stay warm a long, long time. it’s amazing…maybe straw fills the lining? so, you better make sure it’s not too hot before you take a sip…


6 comments on “tea time

  1. katiecl
    February 24, 2008

    oh, i remember that tea basket, maybe from your parents’ place in newton, and also from your house. i always think of trying to find one when i’m in a big city that may have a “chinatown”.

  2. Jade
    February 25, 2008

    I’m having my morning tea right now! Love the tea basket… I’ve never seen one!

  3. Beverly
    February 25, 2008

    So beautiful. I miss the Good Earth.

  4. AnnaMarie
    February 25, 2008

    OH.MY.GOSH. I need one of those! I love my tea… the ritual, the pot… I have to get one! How looovely. And I love that final picture!

  5. bex
    February 26, 2008

    I’ve never seen a tea basket before! How does it work? Do you take the pot out to pour? I love new things! Xxx

  6. megan duerksen
    February 28, 2008

    i don’t drink tea….but this so sweet.

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