For the past few months, I’ve been writing about tea through my Sunday Tea and Books posts, and how the various flavours I encounter bring up memories for me of the books I’ve read. Smoky, sweet, tangy, tart, fruity, malty — each of those sensations has meant something to me.
Today, I’m doing something a bit different. Today, I’m telling you about a flavour and a memory from my own life, rather than something pulled from the pages of a book or e-reader.
Today, I’m going to tell you about linden tea. Forget Proust and his madeleines, though; when I think of it, it takes me back to 1998, when I was 13 – the year my father died.
Of course, I’m not going to go into all of that here. It’s better to read the entire post on my site: http://christinavasilevski.com/2014/07/sunday-tea-memories-linden-tea/
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I’m sorry you lost your father so young. That must have been very difficult. My father died when I was too young to remember him. So my grief for him is more an absence and a wondering. I too wish that I had had the opportunity to learn more about both sides of my family, but my mother in some ways was a very private person, and when together my family is more likely to dive into politics and philosophy rather than discuss family history. Linden does smell glorious. I haven’t yet had a tea that captures it, but admittedly I haven’t tried many.
Scents bring back memories so vividly. I am sorry you lost your father.
I’m sorry you lost your father so young. That must have been very difficult. My father died when I was too young to remember him. So my grief for him is more an absence and a wondering. I too wish that I had had the opportunity to learn more about both sides of my family, but my mother in some ways was a very private person, and when together my family is more likely to dive into politics and philosophy rather than discuss family history. Linden does smell glorious. I haven’t yet had a tea that captures it, but admittedly I haven’t tried many.
Scents bring back memories so vividly. I am sorry you lost your father.