My first Chai was after dragging myself through a rather boring art exhibition in a big mausoleum like gallery which just left me cold. Then we headed for the warm busy cafe and sat in the sun. I saw CHAI on the menu and ordered it wondering what this was. Served up with a delicate tiny dish of honey and a pot of frothing milk I tasted this delectable smooth spicy Indian flavoured drink and suddenly our long drive was worth it. Chai makes me feel pampered and cosy and I never get tired of it though I have a couple of cups a day. Strangely it seems to taste better from a tall thin rough pottery mug than a delicate china cup! Sent from my iPhone Diane W |
