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I grew up drinking orange pekoe tea from the time I was born. I've seen my mom prepare tea with milk and sugar in a baby bottle for my younger brothers so I can safely guess she did the same for me.
And we liked to make it strong! We'd have a giant metal pot that held about 2 liters of liquid, get it at a rolling boil, throw in eight tea bags and let it continue boiling for a minute until the liquid turned into coffee.
I left home when I was 20 to live in other parts of the country and I've never met anyone else that made tea properly.
I've seen people mildly heat water or microwave it.
The best one was a restaurant I used to go to for great breakfast ... I asked for tea a few times because I'm always nostalgic for it. They always made shitty tea and I wondered why .... until one day the waitress admitted to me that the hot water tap wasn't so hot today and she didn't know why ..... THEY USED HOT TAP WATER TO MAKE TEA!!!!!
Tea with milk and sugar in a baby bottle...?
But why? Do they want a cranky baby that doesn't sleep?
My parents were old time hunters and trappers who were born in the wilderness ... so they weren't up to date with the latest pediatric recommendations at the time.
I’m sorry what? There’s a lot to unpack here
I'm indigenous Canadian and I'm the first generation in my family to be born in a modern hospital. My parents were born and raised in the wilderness and lived a very traditional nomadic life for about the first 30 years of their lives. They had a bit of education and they were very bright people but they had no understanding of many modern things ... things like feeding a baby caffeinated drink. All they understood is that it was nutritious and filling.
And it didn't do me any damage .... I think?
I mean, the fact that you’re on here means you must be damaged a little. But damn that is an amazing backstory