It is a darkling days thing for sure - the yen to add steamed milk, vanilla, cinnamon sticks, cardamom pods and anise stars to whatever I happen to be drinking. There is something comforting and uplifting about seeing dear little anise stars floating in a fragrant sea of masala chai or London Fog or whatever. No doubt about it, I have a thing about anise, dear little aromatic stars that they are.
The experience puts a pleasing spin on cold mornings when I awaken feeling as though I have been trampled by a herd of elephants. At such times, what I really want to do is pull the quilt over my head and go back to sleep for a while.
The great wide world will do just fine without me for another hour or two.
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