What i'm drinking now: All day I've been drinking a pot of the tung ting (see below). I'm about to pour the 8th or so rebrew.
Update: Still great after 8, sign of a great tea. The leaves still looked and smelled wonderful when I cleaned out the pot.
It is said that tea began after a monk had fallen asleep amidst a vow of meditation. He was so disgusted with himself that he tore off his eyelids and threw them to the ground. Amazingly, a shrub grew from his discarded eyelids, a tea plant, with the properties of mental clarity that would become legendary.
This is impressive!
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