one word lapsang souchong: dispute
goofball lizards
tree in bloom
nature calls
upon her loom
after you've answered
the call of the wild
tea time soothes -
it's glorious time -
carry it with you
the emerald rhyme
tree in bloom
nature calls
upon her loom
after you've answered
the call of the wild
tea time soothes -
it's glorious time -
carry it with you
the emerald rhyme
Labels: veritable
posted by murat11 at 8:03 AM
11 Comments:
Well, Brother Murat, this one is a veritable jungle of treasures.
I love the goofball lizards and the trees in bloom. I love the double entendre of nature calls. And the duality of human nature implied by "after you've answered / the call of the wild / tea time soothes-" So we have our wild side and our elegant, refined side. And tea is the link. But even while being elegant and refined we carry the glorious time we had walking on the wild side in our hearts as "the emerald rhyme."
My only complaint is that I am an oolong drinker not a lapsong souchong drinker. The smoky flavor of lapsong souchong drives me wild, so it would NOT be the soothing drink that would bring me back to my refined and elegant humanity. It would make me even WILDER... But I've always been a Wild Thing! And I do make people's hearts sing...
do do do looking out my back door :)
Wow! I tried to post a comment early this morning, and I have been coming back and coming back, but it is not here. I think it's my computer connection... I just found out that an e-mail I thought I had sent did not make it.
I fear, dear Murat that I must dispute with you about teas. You see, I am an oolong addict. Lapsong Souchong just does not cut it. It does not soothe my wild beast. Au contraire! Its smoky flavor makes the beast inside me howl at the moon. When nature calls, I am more than a goofball lizard scurrying up the garden wall; I am more than a tree in bloom, a ravening wolf is more like it, ready to snarl and tear out the throat of anyone who contradicts me. So for me oolong is the drink that tames the wild beast and gives me a glorious time. Love your veritable gem of a multi-faceted emerald rhyme, it's just the title that sets me snarling and howling in dispute...
Teresa: Sounds like the teas are almost litigious. (Sorry for the double commentary; I was actually out and about just about all this live-long day. But, both howling beast comments are fun.)
Have you had your daily oolong today? Any more lapsang souchong in the system and you'll be plenty ready for the "Where the Wild Things Are" movie that is on its way to theaters near you.
Lapsang souchong takes me back to the Windsor Court Hotel in New Orleans for high tea, a lovely extravagance that introduced me to the smoky beast years ago. In truth, the lapsang is also a cipher for all the ridiculous finger sandwiches, the scones and lemon curd, chocolate-covered strawberries, and port to follow.
Quite beastly, the whole mess of it.
Ms Dee: You have a nature calls CCRevival out your back door? Sounds wonderful.
Ah, so you were out. I have lost so many things in cyber space this weekend, I didn't know. Hope you had a lovely day.
No, I have not had my oolong for the day. I am out of the good stuff at home and have to wait to get into my stash at the faculty association office at school tomorrow. Can't you tell?
I need to go to the tea shop, but we have been otherwise engaged and going in the opposite direction. It does not help that one of my father-in-law's cousins used to own a tea farm so I am addicted to really high-grade, fresh oolong. The kind they call "gunpowder tea" in English. It is not cheap when purchased here in the US. I guess we need to make a trip to Taiwan soon... or my howling will only increase. We usually go with our bags stuffed with vitamins and return with our bags stuffed with tea.
When I take high tea at the Empress Hotel in Victoria, I drink something more civilized like Earl Gray.
I get my lapsong souchong from clients from Fujian Province as thanks for excellent interpretation. They like it so smoky there is even a kind of grease that floats off on the top of the hot water. It must be an acquired taste.
I bet you never thought that tea was such a disputable subject, but you certainly hit your one-worder on the head with it...
Teresa: I was certainly a fool to talk tea with someone so connected to its empires. The Fujian lapsang sounds positively diabolical. Really high grade, fresh oolong and gunpowder tea - what great terms: sounds like serious espionage.
Espionage??? No, just great flavor. I've got my high grade gunpowder oolong now at the office, and the wild beast is much calmer.
The hard core Fujian lapsang will defintely put hair on your chest and make you howl at the moon! I'm not sure that I'd call it diabolical, just zesty!
Teresa: I think if you said the words high grade gunpowder oolong to most of my students, they'd think you were at the very least a pirate. And given that National Talk Like a Pirate Day (September 19th) is one of the most honored holidays at the Instituto, they'd think your being a pirate was very cool.
I guess you'll just have to remind me to wear an eye patch and strap on me peg leg on September 19th. Wouldn't want to disappoint your students now would we?
Arrrr, mate.
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