every morning, matt drinks a pot of peet's lose leaf english breakfast tea, with whole milk and LOADS of sugar. whenever i try to fix a cup for him, i just pour in sugar until it tastes sickly sweet - and then i add a few teaspoons more. it is his morning ritual, and in the old days, pre-little m, i would stay snuggled in bed while he sat in the front room enjoying his pot of tea and the quiet of a day about to begin. as i cleaned the kitchen the other day, his tea had left residue on the counter, and i thought it spoke appropriately of his love for black tea.
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