Or maybe not really BUT I did see this trolling the tea flotsam & jetsam that winds up in my inbox:
What? A town named “Matcha?” Where all the day long I can buzz with caffeine & L-theanine-induced buzzing while rollicking in antioxidant goodness? Madness I say.
Yet a popular stalking website confirms it:
Call the realtor, the travel agent, let’s snatch up some real estate! Imagine how great it’ll be for all my tealoving friends to get postcards & letters not from here but from Matcha itself. My only question, how’s the commute?
Oh dear. Hm. Well. So.
I uh maybe.
