Tag: The Speakteasy Underground
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Tea at the Temple Gates
On the odd occasion, I leave the house to hunt for tea. It’s a rare occurrence—much like a hermitic groundhog hailing the arrival of spring—but it’s been known to happen. Sometimes that urge falls upon me at night, on a Friday. And on one such night in the spring of 2018, I found myself at…
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A Series of Single Origin Tea Sonnets
In the Spring of 2017, I met this eccentric chap.