My great-grandmother was the most kind, caring and simple woman. She lived in Belarus in the small village, this tea is it we do every time we have stayed with her. As she spoke, during her childhood and youth was not black tea "with an elephant" (which she cherished as a treasure for our dear guests, is of course the cost of the war, which she survived with such difficulty and fear for their young children), and they brewed this tea. I loved this tea for its aroma, taste and stories about her youth, love and war, of course, she always told me over a Cup of tea...