Tea Pairings Menu

September 18th, 2007

I went and bought the ingredients for my tea party this Saturday. I’m having a small scale affair, and that’s going to be so much more fun, because it means I can go SCHMANCY.

(I firmly believe that this menu might be reason enough to live in Mississippi and be my friend.)

Tea Pairings Menu

Kaddo Bourani + Oolong Tea
Cucumber-Strawberry w/Marscapone and.or Rose Petal Jam Sandwiches with “Madge Shelton” tea (pink peppercorn, spearmint, black tea and Tudor Red Rose)
Chai creme brulee
Lavender madelines with Earl Greyer (i’m not sticking to this recipe exactly)
(other desserts furnished by friends, including key lime tarts and “chocolate evilitude”)
Grapefruit/Jasmine sorbet with cold-brewed Jasmine Green tea

9/11/07

September 11th, 2007

When I think of my country, I think of the men and women who said they’d rather do without their tea, without their luxuries, without their necessities and even their lives if they didn’t have a fair say in the way they were treated. I think of the indictment of a terrible tyrant, and the subsequent declaration that this republic would stand apart from tyranny and religious oppression. I think of the Constitution and the Bill of Rights.

That said, we do not have a yellow ribbon on our vehicle, because I am the type of person who would rather send care packages overseas than buy a magnet. I am not the sort of person who plaster the truck or my clothes with the flag like it’s another designer brand.

I registered to vote the morning of my eighteenth birthday. I actively take part in our government as a concerned citizen. But I absolutely disagree with our nation’s current public and foreign policy, and I sat in a bathroom stall at work today and wept for what happened six years ago, and the subsequent mess.

I do not feel the need to prove my patriotism, nor do I feel that putting a sticker on your car dissolves anyone of any further civic duty. I would rather feed a mouth than wave a flag. I love my country, but hold no love for our president or his agenda. You CAN love your country when you’re not very proud of it, just as I know you can love someone who makes maddeningly bad choices.

I am thankful to know so many thoughtful, intelligent, compassionate people who are serving our country in various ways, just as I am thankful to know so many who fully embrace the concept of citizenship. I am just disgusted that those of us who don’t ascribe to a somewhat nationalist sect of patriotism are seen as unpatriotic, or that we have somehow forgotten 9/11.