Many laughs for the tea drinking scene when the first glass is poured from a chrome thermos bottle and the second from a blackened pot.
-Sudan Film Tour Diary, January 2010, for the screening at the University of Kordofan, El Obeid, before an audience of students, professors, and the Nazir of the Kawahla
The cure lies in the poison, so now pour.
-Abu Nuwas, 8th C Poet of Khamriyya, Wine drinking verse, and an Egyptian brand of black tea
I remember how the drovers drank tea. The holes in the pot’s bottom were replugged with aseeda crumbs they hoped would hold until it boiled. They filled glasses with hot water and emptied back into the pot to warm before drinking. They debated Zeno’s paradox for how much sugar they should use- half of whatever remained in the bag, thus being certain never to run out, or always the same set amount, come what outage may. Then much slurping and smacking of lips and giving of thanks that the aseeda crumbs had held. And no laughing, at least not at first.