No Tea Like Home
Posted: March 19, 2017 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentApparently I am supposed to live in a very skinny section of the world, known as south of the Mason Dixon line and above the hard core confederacy. We spent last week in Mexico, which is technically in the south. I was able to find iced tea, but it was just not quite right. Between the just a little too weak to hold up to the melting ice, and the lack of any free refills I was able to barley hold on by my fingernails in my needed tea consumption. At the airport lounge Russ gave me a can of iced tea that I considered should be illegal to call iced tea. It was a brown sugar water with a splash of some acidic chemical to act like a lemon.
The first thing I did when we finally got home three hours late last night was make a new pitcher of iced tea so that in the morning I could return to being a human. A strong tea, with a good splash of fresh lime juice and a sweet ‘n low with lots of crushed ice and I am a happy camper.
The only problem with going on vacation most anyplace that is not North Carolina is my tea fix is hard to satisfy. If I am able to procure a satisfactory glass of my elixir of life the establishment that I have found it at often wants to charge me full price to refill my already used cup. Now I am all for just refilling a cup I have already soiled, no need to be wasteful, but really the cost to produce iced tea is so minimal that I take great offense to paying full charge for a second glass.
I know restaurants are in business to stay in business, but if the tea and limes or lemons cost you ten cents a glass and you charge $2.95 you could afford one more ten cent refill. In Mexico I was able to have free refills if I was having the breakfast buffet because it was all you could eat, but at the pool, forget it, no refills for you.
Perhaps I should go on a local vacation and just consume Iced Tea. It would be healthier for me and I would not get delayed at an airport since I would just drive myself. That would be a double bonus to my mood, no flight delays and perfect practically unlimited supply of unsweetened tea. Maybe I should just stay home where my tea is the best tea.
