I don’t get too jazzed over most made-up holidays. There are too danged many of them, for one, and for two – most of them just don’t float my boat. But today is different. Today is National Iced Tea Day and that, friends, is something I can support.
As a southerner, I was raised on iced tea. Well, I was mostly raised on sweet tea that could give you a cavity before you’d drained the glass. Now that I’m grown, I forego the sugar and drink my iced tea pure and true. And I love it.
When Mister and I lived in Boston, I was shocked to learn that most restaurants there only served iced tea in the summer. (Can you imagine?) In the winter, one could only order hot tea. Now sometimes that’s fine. But even on cold days, a gal might just want a glass of iced tea. When I found myself in that bizarre restaurant situation during my Boston tenure, I would simply order a cup of hot tea and a glass of ice. Worked every time.
No matter how you take your tea, be it sweet or plain, today I toast you and my favorite cool beverage. Makes me want to sit on a porch and watch the world for a while…