memory archive – day 30

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I think the first time that I drank Chinese flowering tea was in London either in 2008 or 2009. It was a time where one Asian Fusion restaurant after another seemed to open its doors and I must have had the tea at one of those places. I remember the beauty of the tea leaves unfolding and a flower rising out of the centre in slow motion.  Continue reading “memory archive – day 30”