Junko brought in some Japanese Green Tea today. I've never had it before, other than matcha, which is like drinking green dynamite.
This tea though, and I can't read the packet - it's in Japanese - is really delicious. It floats on the tongue and tickles the taste buds, whispering to you through the blossom like an eastern sea breeze through the mountains.
I only wish I could have made it in a proper cast iron teapot instead of pouring it through an old tea-strainer I found in a drawer.
Meanwhile, I'm getting pestered by Amazon again. Imagine someone who continually comes up to you and tells you what you were looking at, and does this mean you'd like to buy something similar, or not similar, oh and how was that other thing you bought? Do you want to write a review? Other people who bought that also looked at this, ever thought about this? Or one of these? Have you? Have you?
Go away.
Mind you, the whole Internet's a bit like that. The Linkedin Pixies keep telling me: Matt, people are looking at your Linkedin profile. I thought that that was what it was for. Even fluffbook insists updating me by email, about other people's statuses. There's no detail, only, "So-and-so updated their status" and "Him and her and 5 others liked it..."
Good for them.
Sammy told me the other day that I can turn those things off - a handy alternative to moaning about them, you'll all agree.
I thought I could try logging into flim-flam-book with my eyes closed, change my settings and log out again as quickly as possible. However, it's been so long, I've forgotten my password and I humphed at that so didn't even bother to go through the 'Forgotten your password?' thing. So the whining notifications continue then.
I wonder where I can get one of those cast iron Japanese teapots?
Amazon, maybe?
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