Hello friends, have you ever tasted blue tea? I did a month back when we’re visiting my brother in law’s place. Over the phone, he always kept boasting about his new found tea recipe and it’s antioxidant, immune enhancer and various healing properties. You might be wondering, how is it prepared? Actually the blue tea is made with dried pigeon wing flowers, we call it Aparajita in Bangla.
About the flower, it is a kind of creeper, spread very quickly and bloom in large numbers. The plant is very common in India.The color of the flower may be white, purple but dark blue is the predominant variety. These flowere are also used as an offering to Lord Shiva and Goddess Durga.
Now about the tea. One evening when we assembled to partake our evening tea ritual at my brothers in law’s place. We were welcomed by the special blue tea, a concoction served in transparent cups, thus enhancing its dramatic effect manifolds.
The colour looked so fetching and unique that everyone were eager to tasts it, but I forbade them. A photo session was required first, yes, to give you a glimpse of the special drink. When I pestered my brother in law, he divulged a little that apart from dried pigeon wing flowers, other spices and condiments like black pepper, ginger, cinnamon, a pinch of black salt and honey was added to create the colorful drink.
Now it was time for tea tasting. I took a sip. Believe me , friends I’m not particularly famous for camouflaging my emotions and expressions. Whatever is in my heart, it just reflected on my face, in spite of me. All the people present there drank it extolling the virtue of the tea. I was silent, fighting down the urge to blurt the obnoxiously tasting liquid out of my mouth.
You can imagine what a punishment it was for me to gulp down sip after sip, just intending not to hurt the sentiment of my brother in law, who had prepared it with so much care. How can a drink looking so colorful and alluring, tastes so vile!!
My face was contorting in reflex, yet I couldn’t do anything to salvage the situation. At last my brother in law asked, whether I liked it.
I replied, “It’s indeed very good but I would like never to drink it again.” He roared in laughter, “I was watching the expression of your face, you need not tell anything more.”