While C is away to New York, I have been brewing delicate and fragrant cups of tea in the late evenings. I brew leaves of his favorite cakes of wild arbor pu-erh. Thus I have been enjoying quiet and intimate moments through these cups while C is soundly asleep so far away.

The green bitterness and mellowing sweetness. It must be the theme of my life. As I have to work the night shift and the days are long and hard, I could not do without such tea.

I've been endeavouring to start a decent collection of pu-erh by ordering teas directly from China. Ebay you know. You can see for your self here: http://geguri.net/v-web/gallery/puerh. No outrageous aged pu-erhs for me as I do not like too much taste of ripe shu earthy cave licking pond pu-erh. I appreciate most the fragrant green shengs of ancient trees as I enjoy just sniffing the tea cakes before offing to be bed.

Butt Block and Super Bowl Sunday

Every Sunday we rotate bakeries and today was a trip to La Farine. I was about to grab a chair and enjoy my Swiss Twinkie with C when some guy with a sizable ass prevented me from a straight entry to my seat. He was blocking sideways, not even a block maximizing frontal.

As it was Super Bowl Sunday I went round to Mi Tierra for some six packs of Malta Goya. They started carrying Malta India as well. I polished off a few on my porch and let me tell you I forgot all about my present woes as I saw the sun go down. C and I were waiting for the screech owl to fly out of the neighbor's palm trees for it's nightly hunt but instead we got doves roosting in the michelia tree hopping branch to branch until they found one to their liking.