I really love the idea of tea. Growing up my mother had a great zeal for it, but, since she is such health nut, we only ever had the herbal kind available and, furthermore, the tea always had to come with some sort of medicinal purpose. (Tonics, sleeping aids, stomach relievers, sinus clearers and the list goes on.) It was to my great displeasure that when anyone coughed up any hint of ailment, tea was typically 'the cure'. As a result to my mum's affinity for tea, I took it upon myself as an act of rebellion to hate it, as one does, naturally. Tea was unpleasant to me, although I did on occasion, very quietly, enjoy the lemony sweetness of Throat Coat. The act of taking tea was, I don't think, ever done.
Round 2: To my palate, Royal Jubilee lags behind in the class of mediocrity.
P.S. I should also note that I got some tips on how to make a proper cup of tea from Christopher Hitchens. The first picture is merely hot water warming the cups.
P.P.S. What tea(s) do you like?