We sip tea through bouts of laughter. Amy and I are like that–always full of giggles. We’re also both a bit indecisive but who can blame us when the Oolong tea house has so many options. It’s a popular place to go for people who don’t like going to popular places. Yes, that sounds pretentious but it’s sort of how it is. On an rainy Thursday, we find it quiet, with only a few students as well as Amy and I. It’s not always in this state. Sometimes, it’s bustling. While they do serve other beverages, it draws in tea drinkers and on some occasions, hot chocolate sippers. After some deliberation, Amy and I settle on our tea of choice and settle into conversation.
Mine was supposed to be a caramel matte, but the black tea leaves overpowered whatever caramel was lurking in the pot. Prices can vary, depending on the class of tea, with some as high as 8 dollars for a little pot of tea. Although I was hungry, the oolong doesn’t off much when it comes to actual food. They did have a sandwich that looked somewhat tempting. But the 6 dollar price tag for a little sandwich didn’t seem appetizing. So I resolved myself to my tea.
Tea cups and pots line a shelf next to me and my eye catches a lovely black and floral one. I’m not at all surprised that Amy finds it charming as well, as we have similar taste. We begin browsing through the tea house for merchandise, but our indecisiveness helps keep our money in our pockets. We sip, we laugh, and we get lost in atmosphere of the Oolong teahouse.