my cup of tea
Thought police Orwell surely has to say something about everything; he is entitled to though, since it's the 100th anniversary of his birth. Yesterday read something about his ideas on bad English writing--big words that convey no substantial meaning, today he made rules on making a better cup of tea. Apparently he does not approve of the soothing and calming effect achieved by our Chinese tea, and that our tea art has hundreds of years of philosophy 茶道 and strict rubric. Fair enough. Nor do I recommend reading his depressing dirt-poor novel Down and Out in Paris and London while sipping tea--it's not my cup of tea.