On Sunday, I made a terrible mistake. At the time, I had no idea that it would affect me for the rest of the week, but it has. My mistake? I went to the grocery store. The result? I've had "I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas" stuck in my head for three days straight. But what's even worse is that my brain created a monstrous hybrid with "I've Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts."
The change of seasons is always bittersweet -- especially around the first snowfall -- and for writers especially, it's nice to have a warm beverage that matches your mood! So, in honor of the first little snow flurry (and the death of my poor garden) I've decided to share my Mom's recipe for Russian Tea.