My lovely Swedish friend has returned from Norway and has brought me three types of fruit tea and a kg sack of dime bars. Bjorn is fantastic. He brought K and E Easter marzipan and V Jelly men and women, (in order to prove that he came from an egalitarian country), and we all sat on my couch eating them yesterday. The security nazis apparently took his yoghurt away. This made him cranky. One of the teas was pomegranite, whish smelt marvelous but tasted disapointing. I thought this was odd, as so far my expierience of Scandinavian fruit teas is that they taste as good as they smell, but apparently pomegranite tea is usually vile rather than mediocre, so I suppose it must just not translate as well to tea.
It got me thinking though, what do they do to the tea in Scandinavia so that it tastes like it smells, and what do they do to it here so that fruit tea tastes of dishwater?
Also I am having insomnia and this is aggravating, although it is making revising Egyptian propoganda much more amusing. This is the third time I've been awake for sunrise in as many days though, and I'm beginning to like it, sunrise is pretty and not like sunset at all.
Am going to send a wee package to Sarah and it will include two of the minis.
2008-04-16 @ 08:39