I still crave that fresh saltwater fish a few minutes from the bay—hot, juicy and oily, served with hushpuppies. I think that’s what Jesus served his disciples on the shore of the Galilee, after the resurrection.
We have a picture in our head, someone tells us the exact steps to take, and the result isn’t quite what we imagined. We turned down the heat too soon, or we stirred the eggs too long.
Tea is one of the simplest and oldest of civilized pleasures, and in all cultures and in all times its great contribution is the way it slows the pace of life, giving us time to relax and focus on each other.