I’m feeling cuddly as a cactus and as charming as an eel. Just call me Mrs. Grinch when you walk into the office today. So in hopes of inflating my heart two or three sizes, we’ve got Pentatonix singing their lungs out in my direction, and I steeped a cup of Christmas tea in my favorite wintery mug—it has embossed holly leaves and berries. The bumps feel good in your hands.
The orange and clove profile, as many people have mentioned before, is a lot like good ol’ Bigelow Constant Comment, only not quite as finicky—steep time of 4 minutes, and it’s still not bitter or biting. (Maybe I should take the hint, eh?) A little milk and honey would flip this into a nice orangey chai, I think.
May the gloomies dispel and the inner sunshine break forth quickly!
Just seasonal crazies at work!