What a dreary day. Tuesdays are inherently dreary — the weekend feels so far away — and this weather certainly didn’t help. I walked outside this morning and my umbrella instantly inverted from the wind. People on Metro North seemed extra crabby. I knew it was going to be a long day.
So now I’m unwinding on the couch with the latest issue of Westchester Magazine. Beside me is a cup of ginger tea with honey; only this isn’t just any honey, it’s Savannah Bee Company Tupelo honey, hands down the best honey I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting.
I was given this beautiful flute of honey as a gift, and ever since, I’ve savored it more than Kim Basinger in 9 1/2 Weeks. It’s gone into tea and sauces, on toast, yogurt, cereal, and occasionally onto a spoon and directly into my mouth. The consistency is so smooth and velvety, and the flavor so intense and pure, that it makes regular honey taste downright flat. Also, unlike regular honey, Tupelo honey never crystallizes; it just sits there in the flute, ready to be poured at all times, beckoning with that gorgeous amber color.
I hadn’t seen this honey sold anywhere in Westchester, until a few weeks ago when I was walking through Connie’s Bakery in Mt. Kisco, and lo and behold, there it was, a flute of Savannah Bee Tupelo honey! Now I’m even more thankful that I received it as a gift; this is expensive stuff. If I buy it for myself, I’m going to make sure it lasts a while.
I know what you’re thinking: “Dude, calm down, it’s just honey.” And you’re right, it is just honey; it won’t change your life or anything. But in its own way, the magical elixir of ginger tea and Tupelo honey made a bad day just a little bit better. And that’s good enough for me.