The snow is beginning to melt and the driveway is now a collection of puddles rather than a sheet of ice. My husband told me yesterday that I do not go outside unless I am leaving the house completely. He’s only half-right. While I am not stepping foot outside, I am traveling through pots of tea. Today I visited Spain via Hemmingway’s Hills like White Elephants and several cups of mojito tea. Mint, lime, and sweet are the flavors of leisure. Nothing to do but sit and sip waiting for the stir of things to begin again.
prepare the brew (yields one pot)
1/4 of a lime
two bags of irish breakfast tea
1/4 cup loose mint
1 tablespoon honey to taste