(That's always true. Who doesn't know someone who's tall, dark and handsome? I didn't marry him though.)
You will marry someone strong.
(He's always surprising me by being strong. It's handy when the yard needs tilling or a tub needs yanking out of the bathroom.)
You will marry someone who likes his drinks strong and dark.
(True. Beer, coffee and now tea. This tea-leaf reader is onto something now.)
I was given this lovely container of loose tea leaves. I don't actually like black tea, but Beth does and Yvon does a bit. And I liked the packaging. It's purdy.
And the little vacuum packed bags of loose leaves were also nicely packaged. But that's as far as I got towards actually trying the tea. I just liked the packaging.
But this weekend Yvon made some of it and thought I'd like to try it. Yuck! Very dark, very strong. I like my teas fruity and weak. (And that's not what you want a tea-leaf reader to say. "You'll marry a man who's fruity and weak".)
When I cleaned out the teapot this morning, this is what I found.
I've never seen whole tea leaves before. I was wondering why I didn't need a strainer, but wasn't curious enough to look in the pot. That's kind of cool.
From the mound of leaves on the plate though, I now know that these little vacuum-packed bags hold a lot, and next time we need to try it with less than a full bag, or use a much bigger pot. Less strong and dark for me.