Superheating occurs when the vessel is perfectly smooth. You can avoid it by using a plastic cup with imperfections.
Can I assume there are different grades? Waiting on @Scepticalscribe. Anyone feel free.
Thread revival...
Recently on a cruise, we've been hitting High Tea from 4-5pm. Warm scones, strawberry jam, and clotted cream, to die for, along with dainty sandwiches and deserts.
Although I mostly drink coffee and on occasion (as I describe it) run-of-the-mill tea at home, (the Lipton Tea brand comes to mind). Looking through the tea menu aboard ship, Capt Picard came into focus when I spotted Earl Grey on the list which I promptly ordered "hot". The server did not get it. And... what a treat! Heavy with a floral fragrance, it almost reminds me of a medicinal health drink. What was that flavor? I had to google it. Of note, I've had teas described as "orange" but never like this. I'll have to see how much this costs when I get back home.
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Earl Grey tea is a tea blend with a distinctive citrus flavour and aroma derived from the addition of oil extracted from the rind of the bergamot orange, a fragrant citrus fruit. Traditionally, the term "Earl Grey" has applied only to black teas that contain oil of bergamot (orange) as a flavouring.
Although I ordered Earl Grey, I discovered they actually served me Lady Grey which is described as a subtler blend. It comes from a tin, not bagged. I've been drinking it without milk. And I'll fess up, that's just a pic I snagged off the net, too drunk on tea to take my own.
Thanks for the info.
I agree that looks great but it brings back amusing memories for me of some near-rebellions against "high tea" from when I was a kid.
One of my uncles used to sail from a club near NYC. His crew were generally late-teens children. The kids were all experiencd sailors and only needed a bit of guidance when first learning to deal wtih the larger booms and sails on a yawl. Their own sailboats were far smaller and their chow routines apparently pretty informal, with substantial roundups of stuff like burgers and fries, plenty of beer.
So you can imagine their initial reaction when my aunt would emerge from the galley of this yawl to lay out her usual “high floating tea” involving delicate little cucumber sandwiches with crusts cut off, and similar ornaments. Oy vey. Near mutiny would ensue.
My siblings and I were of a mind with those crews. We learned to stash “real” food in our duffel bags when we were invited to spend parts of a summer aboard. We also learned to re-stock in local shops along the coast whenever we had a chance. I liked cucumber sandwiches but my idea of one was something a butterfly could not knock off a plate.
My tea drinking is pretty simple: green, hot and plain. Black, hot with milk. In the summer, strong and cheap (teabagged) with lots of lemon juice. NO SUGAR EVER in my tea!
The occasional high tea I bump into these days once in awhile puts a smile on my face, just remembering those teenagers in my unce's sailing crews, staring dumbfounded at dollhouse-sized sandwiches and tiny peach tarts or whatever after an afternoon of hauling heavy canvas sails and dodging the swing of the booms on that boat. Context is everything at tea time...
I agree that looks great but it brings back amusing memories for me of some near-rebellions against "high tea" from when I was a kid.
One of my uncles used to sail from a club near NYC. His crew were generally late-teens children. The kids were all experiencd sailors and only needed a bit of guidance when first learning to deal wtih the larger booms and sails on a yawl. Their own sailboats were far smaller and their chow routines apparently pretty informal, with substantial roundups of stuff like burgers and fries, plenty of beer.
So you can imagine their initial reaction when my aunt would emerge from the galley of this yawl to lay out her usual “high floating tea” involving delicate little cucumber sandwiches with crusts cut off, and similar ornaments. Oy vey. Near mutiny would ensue.
My siblings and I were of a mind with those crews. We learned to stash “real” food in our duffel bags when we were invited to spend parts of a summer aboard. We also learned to re-stock in local shops along the coast whenever we had a chance. I liked cucumber sandwiches but my idea of one was something a butterfly could not knock off a plate.
My tea drinking is pretty simple: green, hot and plain. Black, hot with milk. In the summer, strong and cheap (teabagged) with lots of lemon juice. NO SUGAR EVER in my tea!
The occasional high tea I bump into these days once in awhile puts a smile on my face, just remembering those teenagers in my unce's sailing crews, staring dumbfounded at dollhouse-sized sandwiches and tiny peach tarts or whatever after an afternoon of hauling heavy canvas sails and dodging the swing of the booms on that boat. Context is everything at tea time...
I have a sweet tooth and love all most everything lemon, except in my tea. I can't tolerate these additions, but bergamot oil found in Earl Grey and used in perfumes does not bother me. It is very different from plain black or green tea. I suppose in most cases it's a case of love or hate.
