Drinking the Blues :)

Early this week, I shivered in my air-conditioned office and found myself craving a hot cup of tea (on a hot August afternoon, yuck). All I had at my desk was Earl Gray, and I don't care for Earl Gray! But I was desperate, so I brewed myself a cup.

I took one sip and regretted it instantly. Too flowery and pungent. Not the flavor for me. But I don't waste food, so I poured it into my thermos and took it home where I forgot about it it chilled in the fridge for several days.

Today I craved a smoothie, and I knew what the "secret ingredient" would be.

Mr. Whale wonders why blueberries aren't instead "violetberries."