My Teapot, My Life, or: This Is Actually a Big Deal

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I wear a hat just like this when I have my tea. Painting by Lilla Cabot Perry, 1900-ish. Image courtesy Wikipedia.
I wear a hat just like this when I have my tea. Painting by Lilla Cabot Perry, 1900-ish. Image courtesy Wikipedia.


Sometimes I’m chatting with a person and it comes up that I keep a blog and have kept it, faithfully, for many years.

The person with whom I’m chatting usually says, “Oh, that’s interesting. What’s your blog about?” And that’s when I must go through the pain of telling the truth, which is that “I write a blog about my life.” It’s not that it’s painful (for me) to write a blog about my life; it’s painful to watch the person’s eyes glaze over because the word “blog” is pretty awful and the words “about my life” strike fear in the hearts of men, often for good reason.

So before the glaze sets in, I rush to assure them that PaperGirl:

  • is allergic to the overshare
  • is sometimes funny, sometimes sad (see: “about my life”)
  • is politics-free (unless absolutely necessary)
  • is never lengthy for length’s sake
  • never concerns itself with, like, what I had for breakfast

That last point mentions breakfast only as an example of something that might be interesting to me but, unless I had a real zinger of a breakfast, probably wouldn’t make for gripping copy. (Note: I have had actual Zingers for breakfast and that would be a great post.) The point is that I try to keep posts out of the realm of the banal unless the banal has become extraordinary.

And this may have happened and it actually pertains, sort of, to breakfast. So here we are.

Readers of this blog know that I have my Earl Grey tea every day. I roll out bed and shuffle to the stove and put the kettle on practically before I open my eyes for Lord’s sake. I use loose tea and steep it in my little red pot and when it’s ready to drink I put in half-and-half and honey and stir it with my spoon and if I am out of honey, I use maple syrup, which I used it in a pinch one time and it was A Very Good Idea and it all goes on my tea tray and I take it to the living room and I read and I drink my tea and then I can face the world. That’s my tea thing and I have been doing it most every day* for 15 years or something unbelievable like that.

A few days ago, though, I purchased a coffee-making machine.

It’s not a coffeepot. It’s not a Keuriggy-schmiggy thing. It’s not one of those fancy glass whatsits all the cool kids — like my brother-in-law — have and wipe with care and take insurance policies out on. No, I got a machine that makes coffee in a particular way that I love.

I got a Senseo coffee machine. Do you know this thing?? Made by Phillips. My Aunt Leesa has one at her house and when I visited her a few years ago — and when I visited her again last spring — I was blown away by the cup of coffee that coffee robot thing made for me. Whenever I think about having a coffee, I think: “Boy, I could really go in for some of that Senseo coffee right about now. Oh, well.”

For one thing, I have my tea thing and it’s part of my soul at this point. Plus, the Senseo robots are expensive already, but then you have to get these old-school pods that only work in that machine — and the Senseo robot doesn’t take any other kind of robot pods. But I had a price-watch thing set for eBay, so I was able to pay what seemed doable, finally, plus I had a credit in my account. So the cost was lowered enough and bam: I did it. My Senseo arrives tomorrow and I can’t wait to have my first cup.

Don’t ask me why I am doing this. There’s nothing wrong with my tea service, per se… except that maybe there is, if I’m looking elsewhere.

I love my little teapot. But maybe it needs a break, just like you and everyone we know.

9 Responses

  1. Cara
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    This is actually a big deal. We expect an update! “Is this when Mary Fons joins the ranks of the morning coffee drinkers? Stay tuned.”

    Have you read that coffee pods are actually an environmental problem? I recently read that Terracycle will recycle them for you. Worth checking in to.

    • Ivy
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      I’ve read the same thing–the there is no way to recycle them and the guy who invented the Keurig regrets that he did. Good to know about Terracycle.

  2. Jackie Goldfuss
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    Hi Mary, Had such a great time at Tabor City NC with you. But now I am confused. How can a loyal tea lover ( I myself being one) go over to the coffee side? Don’t get it. Have you gotten a chance to use the gizmo (thread cutter) lately? I know you are so very busy. Miss you.

  3. Ivy
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    I totally relate, Mar. I used to drink coffee in the morning, tea in the afternoon. Now I only drink coffee on weekends and vacations–tea the rest of the time. I find that when I drink coffee daily, missing a cup causes terrible headaches. Anyway, I use the pour-over method–have for years. It’s so simple and makes a great cup of joe. Enjoy your new coffee pot!

  4. Lindsey
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    Are you Eloise (of the Plaza hotel ) all grown up? I think so.

  5. Lut de Meulder
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    I’m a Nespresso lover:: best coffee machine ever. And it doesn’t hurt George Clooney is the face of this wonderful coffee maker!

  6. Krista
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    I don’t think you should feel any guilt for branching out. Fight the false dichotomy!! You can love both tea and coffee. As I myself do. In fact, I regularly crack out the Brown Betty on the same day I use my Gaggia Brera espresso machine. I have a drip coffee maker, pour over, several French presses but my Gaggia is my fave. It’s a luxury but I will not apologize!!

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