Cuppa?

I needed a new tea pot. So on a normal Monday off/ lunching/ shopping/coffee drinking excursion, a tea pot was high on the shopping list.

We started at World Market, where I buy my weekly digestives ration. Tea pots galore, but the tops didn't seem to fit properly or the handles were unnecessarily fancy. Carrying on, we went to Bed, Bath and Beyond, no tea pots whatsoever. Sur La Table, only one and it was TOO big. Macy's sold a tea pot from Ms.Stewart but it came boxed with 4 cups. I have cups, my teapot was broken. A fast coffee break then down the street to the Asian market, where I buy my rice bowl, soup bowls and my rice. NO tea pots??? I was feeling very Goldilocks.

I wanted a little brown teapot like my mother, an Irish Canadian, used for everyday meals, fat, round and glazed. I went on line and found a Brown Betty Tea Pot, hand made , traditional in shape. I ordered a 4 cup pot, maybe I would have liked a 6. Should have checked with my tea swilling English/Irish girls first.

So here I sit, cup in hand, pounding on the ole laptop while surrounded with studying girls and begging dogs all swathed in scarves. I know not why.

Mine is not to reason why.

Mine is to add more water to the pot.