tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post2130970653241270968..comments2024-01-16T17:40:13.951-05:00Comments on Somewhere in NJ: The first sip is the bestLauraHinNJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08329387562570495570noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-21690866960063096432009-09-11T12:47:10.144-05:002009-09-11T12:47:10.144-05:00My grandma on my mom's side always made us cof...My grandma on my mom's side always made us coffee with a ton of milk and sugar. Made us feel so grown up!dguzmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01811101661607351661noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-38419652396598486212009-09-09T15:10:34.447-05:002009-09-09T15:10:34.447-05:00My father's parents were also tea-drinkers, al...My father's parents were also tea-drinkers, although I've always drunk it black, with sugar.<br /><br />that oh-so-familiar sound of the spoon hitting the side of the teacup...yes, i can relate to that.<br /><br />makes me miss my grandparents.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-64655292304682259532009-09-09T03:55:11.173-05:002009-09-09T03:55:11.173-05:00Thank you for sharing such a wonderful memory. I h...Thank you for sharing such a wonderful memory. I have so many good memories connected with tea. Both my parents who have both passed from this world were avid tea drinkers...Thursday afternoon tea with the mom of my best friend...morning tea with my wife who I met whilst living in England.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-21926751365787581822009-09-08T10:57:00.463-05:002009-09-08T10:57:00.463-05:00I remember that too. But it was always called a &...I remember that too. But it was always called a "nice" cup of tea. Also the smell of grandpa's pipe. Something about tea that settles your stomach. Coffee doesn't do that.ReluctantChickenFarmerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03749100254904756369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-72778503404434183552009-09-08T07:09:49.203-05:002009-09-08T07:09:49.203-05:00Chicken and dumplings take me home. Strange isn...Chicken and dumplings take me home. Strange isn't it?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-13439160958311229502009-09-08T06:51:08.581-05:002009-09-08T06:51:08.581-05:00Hot tea with milk is the high point of my day. But...Hot tea with milk is the high point of my day. But is it ever hard to get a good cup of hot tea in the USA! I tried to order one in Starbucks in NYC last year and you would have thought I had 2 heads. I usually always travel with my own little kettle and tea bags. Glad to know the tradition was passed on by your grandma.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15892804871759397018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-11622237150004081262009-09-08T04:04:25.109-05:002009-09-08T04:04:25.109-05:00My dad always had tea at nite, but he adds a teasp...My dad always had tea at nite, but he adds a teaspoon of strawberry jam. Surprisingly good.<br /><br />BethBethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13763046967587715415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-53905973591277323872009-09-07T23:06:53.626-05:002009-09-07T23:06:53.626-05:00My Grandmother was not very nice - she could not c...My Grandmother was not very nice - she could not cook for beans! But - sitting on the back porch with Grandpa - listening to the Detroit Tigers baseball ... aaaaahhh<br /><br />PS - that looks like BL's tea ... mostly other stuff!RGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02017190779860810318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-30427882285131084502009-09-07T22:16:41.559-05:002009-09-07T22:16:41.559-05:00For me, it's apple pie. Homemade with extra c...For me, it's apple pie. Homemade with extra cinnamon. That's my grandmother.<br /><br /><br />And you changed your profile pic (finally!).<br />I like!Susan Gets Nativehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00216170589750418861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-80883641137849626512009-09-07T21:04:51.963-05:002009-09-07T21:04:51.963-05:00Amazing how a wonderful scent can bring a memory r...Amazing how a wonderful scent can bring a memory rushing back. I would bet that is what makes you think of your grandma--the smell of the tea in the cup.KGMomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05165941950953938943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18784445.post-9100327211136371992009-09-07T19:39:34.633-05:002009-09-07T19:39:34.633-05:00Green tea always makes me nostalgic for a pseudogr...Green tea always makes me nostalgic for a pseudograndma I had as a kid. <br />Mrs. Ferris was my baby sitter during my preschool days, but I messed up her name and called her FiFi, so everybody else did too!<br />She loved green tea and when she had a cup she would make me some also. <br />I still love it.R.Powershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04905593499136090763noreply@blogger.com