Arabic Tea really brings back memories of high school, when our class used to sit around drinking tea and singing or talking for hours. We had three "rounds" for the tea: the first we called "Life" because it was so bitter. Not that any of us had experienced much bitterness in our lives. The second we called "Friendship" and it was bittersweet. The third was very sweet, and we called it "Love." Who knows where we picked up our names for the rounds of tea, but I've faithfully passed it on to the two kids I teach.
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