Despite Kanan's insistence that coffee was Not The Same as caf, Hera was curious about all the different flavors and preparations of it. And there looked like there were so many teas, too
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Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 7 2017, 15:42:40 UTC
"Gyokuro," Nathan said to the barista for probably the tenth time. "Not genmaicha, I don't need rice in my tea. Just gyokuro."
The barista raised an eyebrow and slid him a cup of matcha.
Nathan sighed.
"Good enough." And then he took the drink and made his way to a nearby seat to people-watch, himself. He noticed the new face - she was hard to miss, all things considered - and offered her a wry smile and a little nod hello as he raised his cup in greeting.
Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 7 2017, 17:40:18 UTC
"Only certain teas," Nathan replied, shaking his head. "Genmaicha has toasted rice in it, to enhance the flavor, so not as much actual tea is needed. At least from where I've been living, it's just meant as a filler, to reduce the price of the tea."
The more you knew, right?
"What they gave me isn't what I'd been asking for, either," he noted, sighing and looking down at his matcha, "but I'm probably just being picky. None of these teas are actually from around here, and I probably shouldn't expect some part-time minimum wage barista to know the difference between a matcha and a gyokuro when most people around here just settle for 'green.'"
Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 7 2017, 18:50:19 UTC
Well, she wasn't an unpleasant shade of it, herself.
"Fair enough," Nathan chuckled, shaking his head. "Then just suffice it to say that if they were to try to pass the one with rice off on me at full price back home, I'd be able to accuse them of trying to pull one over on me."
Not that it was unpleasant tea, but it was kind of taking the place of an old whiskey habit, so he liked to at least be able to pick his somewhat grass-flavored poison.
Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 7 2017, 19:07:14 UTC
"Here is where I say something about the smoky flavor of the rice and the sweeter undertones of the gyokuro and everyone within earshot despairs of me," Nathan chuckled, shaking his head. "So I'll simply leave it at that."
He stood, leaned forward as far as he was able, and offered her his hand.
"I'm Nathan, by the way. A pleasure to meet you."
Even if you apparently weren't a Japanese tea aficionado, Hera.
Re: Talk to Hera!futurespacemomMarch 7 2017, 20:27:32 UTC
Hera grinned and leaned forward to shake his hand. "Hera. Nice to meet you. And here's where I say I'll pretty much drink whatever caf or tea's in front of me, and you probably despair of me, so we can call it even."
Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 7 2017, 20:35:40 UTC
"I think I can live with that," Nathan decided, shaking her hand and then easing himself back into his seat. "I've had my fair share of terrible coffee in the past, I'm really in no position to judge."
War rations were not exactly what anybody would consider gourmet. Except maybe the people on the other side, who had to go without coffee. Poor bastards.
Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 8 2017, 01:24:37 UTC
"Well, an opinion of the tea," Nathan replied with a quick grin. "I'm in no position to judge the people who drink it. There's really no accounting for taste."
Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 8 2017, 01:36:36 UTC
"For better or worse," Nathan agreed, easily, before sipping at his tea. And managing to not make a face. "Things would get boring fairly quickly if everyone did, anyway."
Re: Talk to Hera!shiroi_tigerMarch 8 2017, 02:03:11 UTC
"Though," Nathan mused, "if it became boring for everyone, I suppose sooner or later we'd all find something new to like, to make up for that."
These were the things that kept him up at night.
No, not really. Unspeakable cruelty kept him up at night. But wouldn't it be nice if his sleep was interrupted by stupid speculation instead of nightmare memories and guilt?
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The barista raised an eyebrow and slid him a cup of matcha.
Nathan sighed.
"Good enough." And then he took the drink and made his way to a nearby seat to people-watch, himself. He noticed the new face - she was hard to miss, all things considered - and offered her a wry smile and a little nod hello as he raised his cup in greeting.
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The more you knew, right?
"What they gave me isn't what I'd been asking for, either," he noted, sighing and looking down at his matcha, "but I'm probably just being picky. None of these teas are actually from around here, and I probably shouldn't expect some part-time minimum wage barista to know the difference between a matcha and a gyokuro when most people around here just settle for 'green.'"
Nathan had strong Tea Feelings.
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And she sort of liked green. Just for reasons.
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"Fair enough," Nathan chuckled, shaking his head. "Then just suffice it to say that if they were to try to pass the one with rice off on me at full price back home, I'd be able to accuse them of trying to pull one over on me."
Not that it was unpleasant tea, but it was kind of taking the place of an old whiskey habit, so he liked to at least be able to pick his somewhat grass-flavored poison.
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He stood, leaned forward as far as he was able, and offered her his hand.
"I'm Nathan, by the way. A pleasure to meet you."
Even if you apparently weren't a Japanese tea aficionado, Hera.
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War rations were not exactly what anybody would consider gourmet. Except maybe the people on the other side, who had to go without coffee. Poor bastards.
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These were the things that kept him up at night.
No, not really. Unspeakable cruelty kept him up at night. But wouldn't it be nice if his sleep was interrupted by stupid speculation instead of nightmare memories and guilt?
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