Tea, Margaret Atwood, and Downton Abbey

I'm addicted to tea. I think my pity party/ review the midterm that I did not fail, but did less well that I wanted (81) at St. James Tea has made me a convert. I still drink my morning americanos, but that is more or less out of necessity rather than enjoyment. I have also started to cream and bits of brown sugar to my black teas, which stills feels a bit blasphemous, but damn is it good. I'm also way hooked on genmaicha tea during the day. Green tea is a very good anti-inflammatory and the roasted rice bit make it more substantial than just plain green tea.
 Last night, I overdid it just a bit. Way too much Malbec and Downton Abbey. I'm finally seeing season two. I did however make a very good and healthy baked tofu vegetable noodle soup for dinner. I like to flavor and bake my own tofu for later uses, it allows you to make it spicy or just really covered in toasted sesame seeds. It was fun buying the veggies, I got purple cabbage, and baby bok choy. I got bright orange carrots and prepped them so they were almost like delicate thin stars. The trick is to have a serrated peeler! It was a very bright and colorful soup especially when I added Siracha, or 'cock sauce' as it is more informally known.
With all that is going on at work and my mini life crisis over my midterm, I have been spending a lot of free hours in bed reading "Alias Grace," by Margaret Atwood. It is one of my favorite books. Although it is a bit melancholy and so I have to be careful not to let it add to my mess of worries, but to let me escape them into fake other peoples worries.