I figured everyone will be saddened today, so in Hitch's spirit, I thought I'd remind you that life goes on, he had a full life, a good life, and to celebrate his taste for good food and drink, here's a beautifully written, witty, piece, very Hitchens, on how to make a cup of tea. I'm as finicky as he was, with tea. I will have a good cup of tea today in his memory.
Now that "the holidays"—at their new-style Ramadan length, with the addition of Hanukkah plus the spur and lash of commerce—are safely over, I can bear to confront the moment at their very beginning when my heart took its first dip. It was Dec. 8, and Yoko Ono had written a tribute to mark the 30th anniversary of the murder of her husband. In her New York Times op-ed, she recalled how the two of them would sometimes make tea together. He used to correct her method of doing so, saying, "Yoko, Yoko, you're supposed to first put the tea bags in, and then the hot water." (This she represented as his Englishness speaking, in two senses, though I am sure he would actually have varied the word order and said "put the tea bags in first.") This was fine, indeed excellent, and I was nodding appreciatively, but then the blow fell. One evening, he told her that an aunt had corrected him. The water should indeed precede the bags. "So all this time, we were doing it wrong?" she inquired. "Yeah," replied our hero, becoming in that moment a turncoat to more than a century of sturdy Liverpool tradition.
I simply hate to think of the harm that might result from this. It is already virtually impossible in the United States, unless you undertake the job yourself, to get a cup or pot of tea that tastes remotely as it ought to. It's quite common to be served a cup or a pot of water, well off the boil, with the tea bags lying on an adjacent cold plate. Then comes the ridiculous business of pouring the tepid water, dunking the bag until some change in color occurs, and eventually finding some way of disposing of the resulting and dispiriting tampon surrogate. The drink itself is then best thrown away, though if swallowed, it will have about the same effect on morale as a reading of the memoirs of President James Earl Carter.
Now, imagine that tea, like coffee, came without a bag (as it used to do—and still does if you buy a proper tin of it). Would you consider, in either case, pouring the hot water, letting it sit for a bit, and then throwing the grounds or the leaves on top? I thought not. Try it once, and you will never repeat the experience, even if you have a good strainer to hand. In the case of coffee, it might just work if you are quick enough, though where would be the point? But ground beans are heavier and denser, and in any case many good coffees require water that is just fractionally off the boil. Whereas tea is a herb (or an herb if you insist) that has been thoroughly dried. In order for it to release its innate qualities, it requires to be infused. And an infusion, by definition, needs the water to be boiling when it hits the tea. Grasp only this, and you hold the root of the matter.
Read the rest here.
Wow, I never knew the differences between the different processing but I do enjoy different kinds of tea. Right now I've made myself a decent cup of tea, like Hitch would say. Not great, but decent.
Life is good, enjoy it while it lasts. No worries about an afterlife. Thank you, Hitch for having said that very clearly to everyone even in the midst of brutal treatments.
I hadn't realized Hitchens was a tea drinker but I should have...
By the way, Doone, you must also be a tea drinker by knowing all these ways to process different types of tea leaves !
When I was in London, qute a long time ago (early 80's) with mostly working class people, they didn't know how to make proper tea which is quite ironic !
I will often have a thought for Hitchens when I drink oa good cup of tea...