Any of you who’ve been reading this teablog for a while will remember my trusted orange flask. Displayed in many of my posts, it was a sad day when I had to retire that piece of tea gear.
The truth is that I’ve actually gone a bit off on carrying already-brewed tea around with me. If you know me, that’ll surprise you. See, I’ve nearly always got a flask in my hand or buried deep within my rucksack.
Not anymore, though.
Many tea friends have asked me over the years, ‘Why do you do that? You know the tea just tastes like the flask, right?’
Well, it’s true. Not always, but often enough it’s really easier to carry leaves with you and to arrange for hot water.
To be perfectly honest, that’s much easier to lug around, anyway. Don’t you think?