I was very fortunate this week to attend the tea tasting. Although I am not a tea drinker and only really consume it when I’m feeling sick; the tea we tasted was good (still not a tea drinker) but the experience the teas gave me was the real highlight.
The tea which gave me the most vivd flashbacks was the tea with roasted rice. Maybe it was the rice, or the rice/tea combo but the flavor transported me back to Bali.
I could smell the musky heat, I could see the mountains, I could hear the jungle noises. The memory was almost unbearable, for I long to be there again. Tea can be transformative and maybe the taste of the tea isn’t the most important quality.
In a world where all food or drink is about the taste, is it possibly for tea to be a transport for our consciousness to a memory or elevated state of being?
