That’s What I Said

We were driving through a far away little town and found a little coffee and tea shop. We went in to get a cup of hot tea for me. An iced tea for him.

His was an iced green tea. Lovely. Refreshing.

Mine was a hot chai something or other. Not a chai I have ever had.

It was to go.  The name of the tea wasn’t on the tea bag.   So I can’t share it with you.

I had to wait twenty minutes for it to cool off enough to sip.  America, you make your hot tea way too hot.

He asked me how it tasted.

I told him it tasted purple.

He gave me a husband look. I asked him if wanted to taste it. He said sure. He took a sip. And handed it back.

I asked him if he liked it. He said not really.

I asked him what it tasted like.

He said “purple”.

You would think by this point in our marriage he would know he could take my word for things.

After The Tea