Growing up, we weren’t allowed to swear. But being a troop of terrors, my 5 siblings and I found a way around the no-swear rule by chanting rhymes that had something to do with throwing bloody meat over damn walls into blooming flowers.

We thought we were oh-so-cleaver and very funny, much to my mother’s dismay, I am sure. At least she had a sense of humor about it all.

Maybe I never grew up because I still have a giggle when I hear the word blooming. It’s very MyFairLady – such a classy way to swear! And instills all kinds of happy, naughty childhood feelings.

When I found a tea kiosk at the V&A Waterfront, The Tea Merchant, I was delighted to find that they had a thing called Chinese Blooming Tea (hehe), which fascinated me instantly. Starting out as a cluster of dried leaves that are tied up like an acorn, it is as unassuming as the seed it resembles. But put it in a pot of hot water and it turns your morning elevensies into a ritualistic experience. And if there’s one thing tea should be, it’s a ritualistic experience.


While drawing in the water, it slowly opens up to reveal flowers that bloom from inside. Each one is a surprise as they are configured in different arrangements, so I fill my glass teapot and watch with eager fascination every time.

At R22 a pip, I only allow myself one of these fragrant tea times once a week, but it’s totally worth waiting for. I went back to the Tea Merchant and bought some cute little matching glass cups so that I can share my ritual with friends and family.

The rest of the time I stock up on various blends they offer. Apple Rooibos is a favourite, as is Orange Pomegranate Fruit tea. Once in a while I get myself a tin of something special as a treat – e.g. ‘Falling In Love Again’, a fruit tea blend of dried apple bits, pear bits, pineapple bits, papaya bits, hibiscus blossom, mango bits, sunflower blossom and passion fruit granulate. The smell alone is enough to make you want to eat the dried out mix right from the box with a teaspoon!



The best part is I can invite my poor long-suffering mother around and offer her a pot of blooming tea (hehe). Yes, I know. Small things. But it’s important to misbehave once in a while, even if it is just a 7 year old’s game.

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logoUp for a gorgeous cuppa? Go find the Tea Merchant and test-taste till you find your preferred blend.



I hope you enjoy tea time!

Living beautifully,