I used a real teaspoon today. Not for measuring an ingredient in a recipe, but for actually making tea. With looseleaf tea. The others I had used were so old, I usually ended up more enough tealeaves in the bottom of my cup to confuse a gypsy fortuneteller.
But I purchased new ones. One in stainless steel and the other like this one:
It held just the right about of Stash’s Christmas Chai Tea and the little stainless steel button squeezed out every drop.
It was nearly flawless. Then I opened the top of the spoon, and it popped off and into the garbage where I had to fish it out.
Ah, well, the tea was good. And no tea leaves. Sometimes it’s best to celebrate the little things in life.
Until next time.