I am pretty sure I caught bronchitis from my niece. It's awful. But it gives me the opportunity to drink Hot Toddies, which is one of my favorite drinks that I never drink unless I'm sick. I think secretly deep down I think drinking it while not sick would ruin the special-ness of it, like how I drink gallons of eggnog at Christmas but never at any other time.
This one I drank earlier today during a brunch with Erin at Rye, and it was delicious. (Brunch was also delicious). It also came in an adorable gold plated teacup. Although I wish whoever made it for me didn't get honey all over their hands and then grab the handle, which made drinking it a sticky adventure.
We don't have any cute vintage teacups, and I'm pretty convinced now that we should, even if only for Hot Toddies and eggnog.
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