Monday, September 22, 2008

Sharing a thought....


The Qing Brick finally ended one month after.... Still, the tea water from the steep tasted like a Edith Piaf's song.

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/21/nyregion/21tea.html?_r=1&oref=slogin

Courtesy of the New York Times Sunday Metro sec.

5 comments:

nada said...

wow, nice article. It's good to read of these people who dedicate their whole lives to tea with sincerity.

Have you had the opportunity to drink tea with this man Toki?

T.alain said...

-L'hymne à l'amour.
"Le ciel bleu sur nous peut s'effondrer
Et la terre peut bien s'écrouler
Peu m'importe si tu m'aimes
Je me fous du monde entier
Tant qu'l'amour inond'ra mes matins
Tant que mon corps frémira sous tes mains
Peu m'importent les problèmes
Mon amour puisque tu m'aimes"
Edith Piaf.
Nice love long.known as a standard of "la mome Piaf" in France
If your tea taste as this song you were lucky...

eileen said...

Thank you, Toki. I anxiously await the arrival of my paper, it takes 3-4 days to arrive here in the boonies. It's amazing how you keep up with all things tea. Many thanks for the heads up. Eileen

toki said...

very soon, nada, very soon : )

Thanks for stopping by t.alain. I am more lucky to realize from this tea, how love is a single moment and eternity.

Enjoy the paper eileen, the photo is amazing! Cheers Tok

Janine said...

moi je prefer Trenet

"Que reste-t-ils de nos amours?"

ah... the vague scent of the final rinse! you catch vague hints of it again in another perhaps?

 
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