Being one of her eight grandchildren, I pride myself on being, what I believe to be, the only one that returned Grandma’s kindness by being the “helpful one.” I kept her house clean, washed her dishes, and otherwise kept company with her, cherishing our hours together rather than holding contempt for doing household chores. I sifted through her jewelry box trying on every earring, necklace, and brooch in turn and sometimes all at once. While her wool bathing suit was quite rough, she did have an extensive collection of homemade apple dolls that she was certain would be worth something some day. Her canary sang along as she told stories of growing up in Indonesia and to my disbelief that she had both a pet tiger and a monkey and how the komodo dragons ate her chickens. The stories evolved into those after she married and started her family and how she toted my mother and uncle, accordion players, to USO shows for the military. When I told her I was studying Charles Lindberg in school, she asked “Why is Slim in the history books?” She then proceeded to tell stories of her and her brother canoodling with Slim while in San Diego. Grandma was an awesome woman and these were just some of the stories she shared with me during her daily ritual of afternoon tea.
Grandma lived to the ripe old age of ninety-three. Not quite a spring chicken as she put it. I’d like to think that I kept her young, but it is more likely that her habitual tea drinking, whether it be rain or shine, sleet or snow (it did snow once in San Diego), contributed more to her longevity than did rambunctious grandchildren.
Drinking tea reminds me of Grandma and the time we spent together. Our home always had boxes of tea in it as mine does now. I created Linde Lane Tea to bring quality teas into family homes to provide good health, memorable moments, and to start a tradition or two in your family.
I hope you enjoy my teas.
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