I saw a new movie, Invictus, the other day. There's a scene in it where Morgan Freeman, who plays Nelson Mandela, pours some tea for Matt Damon, the head of the rugby team of South Africa. And Freeman says that afternoon tea is the greatest gift the Brits gave us. It's a great line, and the tea he pours for Matt Damon steams in flawless, lanky tendrils in the sunlight. They look great on camera, and you come to think Freeman's line is right-on. You want to rush out of your plush theater seat and get tea, and then you remember that it's not for sale among the enomorous sodas, wide straws, and Milk Duds. It would have been too expensive there anyway. Double the price of a Starbucks custom latte, probably.
But here at TBATC you can open Door 15 and prepare yourself for afternoon Advent tea! I've also found this one to be superb—a red with the round, vowely scent of vanilla rolling throughout its itty bitty rooibos leaves. And ...those leaves happens to come from South Africa! A little pricey, yes, but a tin of this just costs you four lattes. Or five, with shipping.
But here at TBATC you can open Door 15 and prepare yourself for afternoon Advent tea! I've also found this one to be superb—a red with the round, vowely scent of vanilla rolling throughout its itty bitty rooibos leaves. And ...those leaves happens to come from South Africa! A little pricey, yes, but a tin of this just costs you four lattes. Or five, with shipping.
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