"The first cup moistens my lips...

The second up breaks my loneliness.

The third cup searches my barren entrail.

The fourth cup raises a slight perspiration.

The fifth cup purifies me.

The sixth cup calls me to the realm of the immortals.

The seventh...I can take no more."

Chinese Poet, Unknown

"Amuse Bouche- little bites that tease and tantalize your tastebuds and drive you crazy!"

My heart's friend, if only I could be with you now, this afternoon, just for the length of time it takes to drink three cups of tea, quietly, saying hardly anything.

Excerpt of a letter of Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950)