Showing posts with label snow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snow. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

More Tea, Please

Tuesday night, another snowstorm rolled through Boston. Everyone was all, "BLIZZARD. BLIZZARD. BLIZZARD." Full on blizzard panic mode.

At the end of the day, I made a major detour to go to David's Tea on Washington Street. I bought some chai tea, my very first infuser, and a cup of tea to go and I walked home the loooooooong way. The snow was falling, I sipped my tea, and my heart almost burst right out of my chest because downtown Boston was just so perfect in the snow and I was just so cozy in my big jacket and wooly hat.

So what does one do on a snowy night at home? Well, one drinks more tea. Obviously. This time, I made a tea latte. This tea latte is creamy, a little spicy, and a little sweet.


Chai Tea Latte with Cocoa and Cinnamon

1 1/2 teaspoon loose chai tea (I used Chocolate Chili Chai from David's Tea) or 1 teabag *
1 cup boiling water
1 tablespoon unsweetened cocoa powder
1 teaspoon Chinese Cassia cinnamon
1 cup milk (I used whole milk)

* I used chai tea because I like a little kick, but you can use any kind of tea! 

Bring water to a boil. Put loose tea in an infuser or use a tea bag. Steep tea in boiling water for 6 minutes.

Meanwhile, heat milk over medium-low in a saucepan and stir in cocoa and cinnamon. Stir to make sure the cocoa and the cinnamon are fully dissolved and to prevent the milk from burning. When the tea is ready, froth the milk using a milk frother (mine is an Aerolatte) in a separate mug and pour the milk on top of the tea. Sprinkle additional cinnamon and cocoa powder on top, if desired.

P.S. I didn't sweeten this recipe, but the friendly sales girl at David's Tea suggested using a little honey. 

Monday, December 9, 2013

This Is Why


This morning, as I do most Monday mornings, I ran to the November Project. Today's workout was at Charlesgate Park, just outside of Kenmore Square. I left my apartment early, a few minutes before 6am, and tugged on my wool hat and gloves. I stepped outside to find snow on the ground and snow still falling from the sky.

I ran through quiet side streets, down the middle of the road, and my sneakers crunched the pristine snow with each step. It was foggy and still dark, but there were city lights and Christmas lights.

And as I ran down Comm Ave, listening to Afrojack, snow slipping down the back of my jacket, I thought to myself: this is why I run.