A reader writes:

Just at about the same time you were writing that post, I was at a Starbucks sipping the exact same thing and said to two of my colleagues "this is the same thing that my Amma has been making for me since I was 8 years old and something that I drink every morning even today". Hilarious.

PS Amma is Tamil for mum, but you already figured that.

Another adds:

I pass along this anecdote from my own family - my Irish grandmother on her deathbed calling out "Please, God, just make me a cup of tea."

That will be my mum when the time comes. And it better be scorching hot.

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