The tea universe. Better yet, tea heaven. This store is way too small for the deliciousness it offers. Way too narrow for the paths of new tastes it gifts as you travel Asia, the tea continent.
White, black, green, red.
Colour matters because each colour has its own singularity. Its own temple that finds foundation on unknown tongues.
I was served well, the woman behind the counter made sure to indicate, navigate with me as I was looking for a tea I had tasted before. I couldn't find it, I found something better. A tea that was mine: sweet, soft to the touch and so fruity I could dream of its fruits weeks later, impatiently craving the first serving.
She patiently explained to me what I needed to hear: basic info for a basic beginner. I didn't mind it as I left the store's door open to welcome me in a distant future. Welcome me to more of the tea's universe. read more