I dont like tea. I really don’t know why our neighbors across the pond are so fond of it. To me the brackish color and seedy look of a glass filled with the stuff is stomach turning, to say the least.
Every so often, however, your humble author will imbibe in the stuff, lest the locals assume me to be ‘uppity’. The other day, for instance, i quaffed a hunk of the finest red tea that Yunan has to offer. Yunan, for those of you who don’t know, used to be beautiful. It was filled with weed smoking foreigners looking to escape from China, while escaping from reality. Unfortunately for them, however, the Han Chinese have discovered things like cars and mass transportation and turned the land into a dump, much like they do most everything here. but i digress..
Ok so I took a hunk of this Yunan tea that was shaped like the yin and yang. The hunk was maybe too big for the stuff lasted all day. i never got used to the taste, as it was not unlike sucking on a D cell battery. The ‘boost’ , however, was intense. I was bouncing off the walls till 4 am from that stuff.
Maybe the Chinese are onto something, instead of a country of meth addled blue collars, they could wire them up with some Yunan red tea goodness,,,,,,
