I grew up hating tea. My grandmother, who rivals the Dowager Countess in both snark and tea consumption, would shoo me and my cousins away from the TV so she could watch the news and drink her earl grey. That being said, today it is most definitely in my blood. As I grew up I found that tea was often the only remedy that would cure me. If I was tired, I would turn to tea way before I would brew coffee. If I was sick, the warmth would surely heal me. Even when I’m hungover, green tea does wonders. Tea also pairs perfectly with some of my other favorite things – TV, books, movies, and friends.