Last night I went to a tea ceremony at a brownstone apartment on West 87th with six strangers. Everyone sat on the floor around a black stone table, which was overlain with a gauzy, ethereal runner. It was dyed with plants; there were petals in its wrinkles. Together, we all drank seven rounds of tea in silence. The man to my leftâthe one with a mane of curly grey hairâwas wearing a stunning copper bracelet.
Once upon a Monday đ”
Once upon a Monday đ”
Once upon a Monday đ”
Last night I went to a tea ceremony at a brownstone apartment on West 87th with six strangers. Everyone sat on the floor around a black stone table, which was overlain with a gauzy, ethereal runner. It was dyed with plants; there were petals in its wrinkles. Together, we all drank seven rounds of tea in silence. The man to my leftâthe one with a mane of curly grey hairâwas wearing a stunning copper bracelet.