QualiTea Addict.

 

I buy too much tea. There’s only so many times you can use the excuse “It’s okay because I’m British”.

My name is Stacey and I am an addict.

The moment of realisation happened a few weeks ago when I was unable to cut an avocado due to the only kitchen work surface in IMG_2132my house being overrun by boxes of tea. By this, I mean boxes which had been piled up on top of each other. And condensed into smaller boxes. I have more tea than my local Co-op.

Mint, Green, English Breakfast or even Baileys flavour. You name it, I’ve got it. In fact, it’s gotten to the stage that my

Danish boyfriend can make a perfect cup of English Breakfast tea (and we all know that’s incredibly hard to master if you’re not a native to the British Isles!)

For the last few months, I have been torturing said boyfriend into drinking Typhoo instead of PG Tips because I made the stupid mistake of buying Typhoo when it was on offer (240 teabags for £3.00 ). I have no idea what I was thinking. Any sane person knows PG Tips is the way to go but for some reason, I decided Typhoo couldn’t be that bad, right? WRONG. Morten has been struggling. It doesn’t taste right, Stace. It doesn’t but I pretended I enjoyed it because I didn’t want to spend any more money on tea. Also, what were we going to do with 150 unused teabags? However bad the tea tastes, I was most certainly not going to throw them away. So instead, I have been drinking substandard tea for weeks, loading each and every cup with an extra teaspoon of sugar to try and drown out the taste of bad quality tea. Anyway, the long and short of it is, the other day I had enough. Gave in and admitted that yeah, Typhoo tastes like shit and we should buy PG Tips.

 

So I guess this is me admitting that maybe I might need to lay off the tea. Maybe I don’t need two types of Earl Grey and maybe, being British isn’t an excuse to go Twinings-crazy. Maybe.

Also, I’d just like to point out that this is just my opinion of Typhoo… There are probably many people that love Typhoo and I swear I’m not judging you for doing so (Okay, maybe a little bit…)

 

 

 

 

 

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