I have an irritating sense of what-the-fuckery about tea. Yes, tea. Why does it taste different depending on which cup you use? I’m a mug freak. I change them often, even going so far as to buy eight so that if any get broken, I don’t have any annoying gaps on my six-arm mug tree. OCD much?
My compulsion aside, I’ve noticed that my tea tastes better when using my white mugs with the black fern pattern, or my smallest daughter’s Father Christmas mug we bought her last year. It doesn’t taste too jolly in the black mugs I recently purchased, nor does it taste nice in the wicked little retro pink mug I bought a couple of weeks ago—shit, I really like that mug too. Hubby reckons I need a china cup, and I have to agree. It always tastes delish in those, but I’m such a clumsy bitch that I’m bound to break it.
So, I wonder why the taste changes like that? It’s a good job food doesn’t taste different depending on the plate or bowl, otherwise I’d be highly pissed off. I mean, some food is bland enough, thank you—which begs the question: Why eat it then?
Well, I eat certain foods because they’re meant to be good for me, although eating mini trees (broccoli) and mini cabbages (get those Brussels sprouts the hell away from me) isn’t something I do very often. And isn’t it amazing how one person can love a certain food yet another person hates it? Don’t we all have the same tongue business going on then? So then I wonder if food really tastes like it does to everyone—like, does a strawberry taste like it does to me when you eat it? Something we’ll never know.
Maybe it’s just me that tea does this to? Maybe it’s in my head that it tastes different in certain cups, because a taste is a taste, isn’t it? And it also tastes different when made in a teapot. But Sprite would taste the same whatever I drank it from, so why is tea different? Anyone else have this what-the-fuckery going on? Or am I just crazy and wasting my energy even getting irate about it?