I have finished my favorite green tea. I go into the kitchen and think about how to replace it. I find a bowl of coffee underneath it, and a leaf of tea in it. I think who is this smart tea in a cup of coffee poured) I cook and drink. So it’s been a week... Mom goes into the kitchen and asks, “What is it for you to have it cooked in the cup?” I’ve been cooking and drinking basilica all week.