One of the great quests of my life is to time a cup of tea just right – I’m not so good with the hot liquids, but there’s an exact moment between too hot and too cold where a cup of tea is just ripe for sipping. I’ve still not cracked it.
There’s an immense satisfaction in that serendipitous moment where you just get it right, a winsome depression in catching your cuppof on the wane. I don’t give a tremendous shit what E equals, but if great minds could be concentrating their efforts on the things that really matter I could go into Lakeland within a matter of months and buy myself the thermogenic libation’s equivalent of an egg timer.
Sort it, science.
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