Working Mum at Working Mum on the Verge wanted to know what my teacups look like. I would like to congratulate her on what I consider to be a truly English question. I guess I should reciprocate by asking her what her touque, or her hockey puck, looks like. Or, perhaps even more fitting considering how much Canadians love coffee, what her favourite coffee mug looks like.
Okay, enough with the senseless stereotypes... Here are my favourite mugs.
This is the type of cup I drink tea out of. This mug is part of a set of dishes my mom gave me one Christmas time, long ago. I like them for tea because tea tastes better out of a thin mug... the closer to fine china, the better. And to answer Working Mum's second question: Milk in first (MIF) or (TIF) tea in first? I am a TIF, I put the milk in after I've poured the tea. I like only a tiny splash of milk to mellow the tea. Every time I put the milk in first, I end up with too much.
But, what do I use to make my tea, you ask?
Well, let me show you my teapot collection.
Hubby and I love cute teapots. The one in the back, on the left was his Grand-maman's. The one in the back on the right is Crimmins pottery. In the front, on the left is one Hubby gave me as a gift. In the front, on the right is one Hubby's mother gave us... And in the middle is the one we actually use. We got it at Walmart.
Here they are, safely in the bathtub at our old place. This is where they were while we packed up our stuff. They ended up in the tub because they were on display high up, on top of our cabinets, and really needed a good dusting.
I like tea, yes... But my true love is coffee.
This is my coffee maker. It was a gift from my father in law. It's not my favourite thing ever and I'll probably replace it soon. I need a good coffee maker... possibly one that grinds the beans for me. Fresh coffee is good coffee, after all.
Years ago, they imploded the building because it had been closed and empty for years and was dangerous, but also to make way for a far less interesting looking police station. When it was demolished, it was covered in amazing graffiti art. Look at the building - it was huge - and just imagine it. It was beautiful in its own way. I hope someone immortalized it in pictures.
Those are my cups, Working Mum. Hope you enjoyed.