Use It Or Lose It - A Tea Story
Thirty years ago, I was dazzled by my action-packed month visiting a friend and his family in Japan. They live in Fukui Prefecture near the Sea of Japan, but I gazed in wonder at the Gion Festival and temples in Kyoto, kabuki theater in Tokyo, the deer park in Nara and Himeji castle from shogun days. The most delicate and intimate thing I recall was a tea ceremony performed by a friend of my friend at her home.
Garbed in a kimono, our host greeted us and led us to her tea area where a small shrine, with incense and blossoms, dedicated to her ancestors, stood in a prominent spot. She went through ritual preparations and whisked the powdered green tea with hot water in special bowls, then presented them to us to admire. We turned the bowls three times to appreciate the decorations inside each bowl before we drank the frothy tea. At the end of the ceremony, our host presented me with a fine tea bowl painted with fall leaves and gold leaf to take home with me. It’s been keeping me company ever since as a treasured objet d’art and memento of my trip.
Before I left Japan, I purchased a bamboo whisk and a tin of special powdered green tea with the thought of trying my hand at preparing the tea once I got home. I’ve kept them with my kitchen spices above my stove for thirty years, admiring the Japanese letters, waiting for that perfect moment when I would perform my own tea ceremony and savor the tea. Somehow, the moment never arrived. Maybe I was too busy with life and the years somehow passed. I often looked at my whisk and tea and enjoyed the anticipation, the possibility of someday re-creating the tea ceremony.
Recently, tea came back into my life when my friends Rick and Edith took me with them to a tea ceremony held at Sunrise Springs, an inn and spa about twenty minutes south of Santa Fe, New Mexico. We were asked to wear comfortable clothing and white socks and to remove or leave home our jewelry and watches, as they could damage the delicate tea bowls. We arrived at the appointed time and waited in the garden near a koi pond with the other two participants. The assistant to the ceremony leader alerted us when they were ready and, one by one, we knelt by a stone water basin and used a bamboo dipper full of water to rinse our hands and cleanse our faces. After the cleansing ritual, we followed the stone path to the teahouse, crawled through the entrance (it was like a big window) and sat on the floor around the edge of the room.
The tea ceremony host, Tonia, and her assistant wore solid colored kimonos with obis - long silk pieces - wrapping their waists. During the detailed ritual, they came in and out of the main ceremony room by kneeling on or rising off the tatami mats and sliding the paper door behind them. Both women have been to Japan many times and are avid students of the tea ceremony. The other two participants are also studying tea.
Tonia pointed out a painted scroll and basket containing a flower for us to admire. We learned that these decorations, and the teas and cups, change with the seasons. Tonia also explained how the coals to heat the water were made. Then she ceremonially prepared each bowl with powdered green tea and hot water, whisked the mixture so the tea became frothy, and gave a bowl to each of us in turn. We were given dainty sweets to take before we drank the tea - to cut the bitterness - and haiku poems that suited the theme of the day. We read our haikus to the others after we nibbled and sipped.
After the tea ceremony, Edith showed us all a quilt she created after a recent trip she and Rick made to the island of Shikoku in Japan. They completed a pilgrimage of 88 temples, and, at each one, the monks stamped their pilgrimage books in red ink with the symbol of that temple and wrote in calligraphy to prove they stopped there. Edith scanned all 88 pages, then transferred them to fabric and created her quilt, which she finished off with sashiko, a special Japanese style of embroidery.
This tea ceremony was very pleasurable and I started getting big ideas of finally doing my own tea ceremony. I could see it in my mind’s eye... I’d wear my grey silk vintage kimono with a cloud design and retrieve my souvenir tea bowl from its display spot. I’d finally get the bamboo whisk and the tin of powdered green tea off the spice shelf - my tea would be mellowed like fine wine and I’d whisk it to a frothy perfection. I could taste the pleasant bitterness and feel the cool porcelain of the painted bowl. My knees would even bend right so I could sit in the Japanese style. One niggling thought was all that intruded in my fantasy, so I asked Tonia, “How long does green tea last?” She said, “If you keep it in the freezer, six months.”
What? Six months? This really is a case of use it or lose it! The joke’s on me, but I’m consoling myself with a date to join Edith and Tonia for another tea to honor the new season. I’ll watch Tonia carefully and I’m determined to find another tin of green tea and finally whisk up my own bowl of the taste of Japan.
Jean Kepler Ross is an award winning freelance writer/photographer based in Santa Fe, NM. She was editor of GuestLife New Mexico for four years and her work has appeared in New Mexico Magazine, Glamour, Home & Away, Los Angeles Times, Santa Fe Visitors Guide, San Francisco Examiner, ASU Travel Guide, The Wall Street Journal and many other publications.
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Jean's story "Use It Or Lose It - A Tea Story" is delightful! Her writing transported me back to Japan to when I attended a tea ceremony. It was such a beautiful day, and the Japanese ladies serving us were very gracious and sweet. Unlike the cookie they served, which tasted very bitter. So as not to offend them, I discreetly wrapped the cookie in a napkin and continued drinking the tea. Anyway, hope Jean gets some new green tea and enjoys it soon!!! Joyce Niebuhr
When we westerners visit Japan for the first time, it is easy to recognize cultural differences in many ways.The tea ceremony is a must. Ms. Ross captured the beauty and sacredness of the tea ceremony in her piece on visiting Japan. Her wonderful style of writing plants you in the middle of the story. You can see it, taste it, and even hear the tea being poured. Her descriptions are always vivid. It took me back to my first visit to Japan. It was a most enjoyable visit again.
Thank you for once again taking me away, if just for a moment to another place. Your writing is beautiful and captures a time and place so distant from my home here in Kansas City. Will forward this story to my brother and sister-in-law who have spent many days in Japan.
Lovely story! Beautifully written.
Green tea is a very healthy beverage with a very high antioxidant content, that is why it doesn't last long. All teas are to be consumed while still quite fresh if one is to get the benefits. Being in the health world, I am very conscious of the fact that we keep our food stuffs too long.
The Japanese live longer than anyone else in the world, so let us follow their example!
Jeannie, thank you for this delightful and informative story. I have a tin of green tea purchased in China last year that I was saving for a special occasion. I'm going to go brew myself a cup and enjoy the here and now!
What a sweet story with a funny ending! Haven't we all done this sort of thing--waiting for the perfect moment. Thank you for the great description of tea ceremonies and a perfect story to remind us to do what we love now.
Great article Jean! Add another great zillion reasons to visit Japan! I desperately want to go.
Much love to the SW from SoCal!
Such a sweet story woven through time with a flowing precision. Thank goodness for that tin of tea that has generated
memories and anticipation over the past 30 years. It will be good to find some more of the frothy green tea again and
keep the feelings going.
Jeannie, I was completely caught up in the wonderful picture you drew of the Tea Ceremony . You are such an insightful writer and I thank you for sending me these wonderful mental breaks.
Love you much.
What a wonderful little story on the delicate art of the tea ceremony. It made me feel like I was there, enjoying tea with you.
Thank you.
What a delightful story with a poignant yet humorous twist. I too was transported to Japan and could taste the tea. Since I am a devout practitioner of the art of procrastination, I thoroughly enjoyed the twist. I'm still waiting for the perfect moment. I've enjoyed all of the vignettes you've posted. Thanks.
Great article. Felt like I was reliving it!!!
After a very busy Thanksgiving weekend of preparing, cooking, cleaning and shuttling family members each to where they wanted to be, this was my exhale moment... Jean helped me unwind with this lovely story.
Beautiful piece, Jeannie! You capture this funny discrepancy between our home self and our travel self. I love the idea of you seeing the tea and utensils so often over such a time and remembering the feeling of the trip so well that you could imagine making the tea. I hope you haven't thrown it out, even if you shouldn't drink it. Terrific post!
I had the bitter powdered green tea in Japan, but without the soothing tea ceremony. Based on your essay, I'm thinking that the ceremony is the "spoon full of sugar" that helps it go down.
Feel free to remove this link, but this is my essay about experiencing Japanese food, including powdered green tea. Definitely less zen than yours.
http://www.boomeresque.com/would-you-like-salted-fish-guts-with-that/
My kimono hangs on my wall and my memories of living in Japan for three years linger. Thank you for sharing, you bring back memories of my own.
Many thanks for all the comments. Suzanne - thanks for the link to your story. I admit that the total experience of the tea ceremony has attraction for me - I like the quiet ritual, the lovely bowls, the surroundings, the bitter/sweet contrast of the tea and treats - it's peaceful and stimulating at the same time. Tonia told us about many types of tea ceremonies, so I have much to learn about this art. For anyone wanting to connect with Tonia in the Santa Fe area, the ceremonies are held once a month or so and you can reach her at: santafetonia@gmail.com.