Teapigs

Quite a change of pace, I know. But I'm fascinated by the various ways I can manipulate the available light and camera settings to produce different effects. At the same time, I'm experimenting with--as I mentioned yesterday--some different brands of English Breakfast tea. Today's choice was Teapigs. Funny name. BOLD taste! Maybe just a tad too bold? Of course, I haven't yet tried to tone it down with a bit of sugar. That might help. Next time. 

Rishi

Having a bit of fun here shooting product pics as well as enjoying a break from my more usual brands of tea. I spotted these Rishi tea sachets at one of my local grocery stores and decided to give them a try this morning. I have to confess, I probably don't have the most sensitive taste buds. One brand pretty much tastes the same to me as any other. Oh, one might strike me as a little more bitter than another (is that the caffeine?). Rishi's English Breakfast tea, however, seemed to me, at least, pretty smooth from beginning to end. Was there enough difference to make me switch brands? Mmm, probably not, especially given how pricey Rishi is compared to the others. But . . . it makes for an interesting change of pace.

How about you? Have you ever tried this tea? And, if so, what did you think? 

Psalm 80

Starting the morning with Psalm 80. And don't forget to turn back to the double bar (No, not THAT kind of bar!) at verse 14! "Turn now . . ." :-)

Eighteenth Amendment

I probably should have remembered this from earlier readings about the Eighteenth Amendment to the United States Constitution. There were loopholes. One had to do with purchases of alcoholic beverages before ratification. For example:

"In New Orleans civic leader Walter Parker, a member of the Stratford Club, built two new wine cellars in his house, purchased a stock of more than five thousand bottles, and proceeded to dip into it daily for the next fourteen years. In Los Angeles, Charlotte Hennessy, mother of actress Mary Pickford, simply bought the entire inventory of a liquor store and hat it relocated to her basement." -- Daniel Okrent, Last Call