So, what comes to mind when you think of a guy’s poker night?
A dark basement, slightly foggy with cigar smoke.. A hand full of mid 30's men wrapped around a folding table.. Glasses of liquor and chips covering the table.. Profanities spewing forth worse than any sailor can come up with.. And the background of every man is macho to the extreme; from firefighter to carpenter.
This is what Most people picture when you are asked that question.
The reality:
So I walking into my friend’s house to keep her company while the men are doing that male bonding ritual called "Poker Night". And the first thing I noticed is the giant pot of water boiling on the stove. Kind of wondering if I was being volunteered to help cook some thing, I asked her what it was for. Get this... It's for the men in the basement! OK...
So now I just have to wander down there. You know, to say hi.. and fulfill my curiosity. First thing I notice is missing.. the smoky air. Not that shocking because a lot of people have quit smoking. But the smell in the air is sweet and semi floral. I wander down the rest of the way. Seeing a sight I was semi expecting, yet not. Manly men around the table, check. Glasses and chips on the table, check. Profanities, check. But then I notice.. the tea pot. Just visualize all these big burly men sitting around the table, and they are ALL drinking tea! Now that I’m fairly sure is not the tea demographic that stores are going for. And these men have no background as hippies or anything else that might lead them to possibly even try tea. But there they were drinking Jasmine Green Tea. Now I think it’s sad when these guys have better tea choices than I do. But what can I say. I was just shocked! And even today, the image still makes me giggle!
Burly men and their tea.. go figure!
