i owe this one to my friend day and her beautiful wedding where i snatched sampaguitas and rose bouquets that were part of her church decor. after the ceremony, of course.
I had skipped sipping tea for quite a time now because the latest pack of loose-leaf Oolong I bought from a wellness sanctuary somewhere in Batangas tasted terrible. Have I mentioned that Oolong is my favorite kind of tea? But this Oolong (I reckon it’s pretending to be Oolong) was just disastrous to my tea habit, even when i had drowned them in dried mint leaves.
Thank God for that wedding in May, now, all the sampaguita and rose buds I had stolen were completely dried. I crushed the dried flowers a bit with my hands and added them to the dusty bottle containing the (fake) Oolong and mint. I tasked Ari and his little boy muscles to shake up the bottle until the flowers were evenly distributed throughout. And then I steeped a pot of tea from my new concoction.
It tasted just as I had imagined it would. My very own rose-jasmine-mint-oolong tea mix. Tea time, I am sooo back.