Weak horse-tea, with dri (female Yak’s) milk.
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High volume greasy spoon’s tend to line up a row of mugs and pour from a single spout along the line – there’s some spillage …
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The taste of metal as much as the taste of the tea, the condensation dripping down the sides, and the anticipation of the incoming meal.
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The driver was suitably grumpy when he picked us up at the lodge mumbling that he was 32 hours into a 36 hour shift – …
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Four heaters serving up boiling water to the traders around Kabul’s Pul-e Khishti Mosque, with a box of tea-pots, fresh tea leaves, and a container …
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Tea, sweets, a kind host and good company.
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How to avoid drowning the tea-bag, from a back-of Shibuya cafe.
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Stop for tea at a road-side restaurant – the sugar is about 9 times the volume of a ‘regular’ lump. The driver takes two, enough …
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