My family is infamous for two things:
1. Our inability to grow grass (seriously... grass seed, sod.. it doesn't work)
2. Daddy-O's Iced Tea.
My father doesn't drink water. He doesn't drink coffee or beer or any of that nonsense. My father has drank multiple glasses of his home-brewed iced tea for as long as I can remember. The clink of the ice in his glass is a familiar sound of childhood. Coming home to the smell of the tea bubbling on the stove is something I wish I could bottle. Friends and boyfriend invited over would always answer earnestly "iced tea please" when asked if they wanted something to drink.
Three simple ingredients with a side of magic. The recipe cannot be shared with anyone with a different last name, nor can it be written down. The fact that I got my dad to actually measure out how much "two scoops of sugar" actually equated to in cups, was a feat in its self.
Today I try my hand at continuing the tradition. Even though I don't share the same last name anymore, this iced tea runs deep in my blood.
Here goes nothing ;)
Always & Forever,
ME
Your dad and I would be two peas in a pod. I drink more iced tea than I care to admit. How have I never thought to make it on the stove? I've had two of those stupid iced tea makers that have busted from overuse. In the summer, I make sun tea.
ReplyDeleteYou better bet I'm making the next batch on the stove.
I have found that when making it with those cold iced tea makers you never really get rid of that tap water taste
ReplyDeleteMaking it on the stove is the best because it boils out all of the impurities in the water and kills the tap water taste.
Mmmmm...now I need a tall glass of lemon ice tea! Btw, we can't grow grass either!
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