A letter from somewhere else, with the tea to match.
The Tea Club is a snail mail club. Once a month I write to you from a different corner of the tea world, seal it with wax, and post it with three teas from that place.
One, three, six or twelve. You pay once, up front, and there's nothing to cancel later.
02Watch the post
Your letter leaves on the 1st and reaches you by the 10th. Where it's from stays sealed until you open it.
03Put the kettle on
Read the letter, brew the three teas, and spend a day somewhere you've never been.
It begins the way the best post does. Something arrives with your name on it, in handwriting, and you don't quite know what's inside.
01
The parcel at the door
It comes on an ordinary day. Plain kraft paper, your name on the front, a wax seal holding it shut. You carry it in, put the kettle on out of habit, and sit down to open it properly.
Inside, everything is laid out in the order it's meant to be found.
02
Begin with the letter
On top, a letter from Aachman. A few hundred words written from inside a single day, somewhere in the world. Where you wake up. What the light is doing. What's being cooked down the street.
“You wake before the house does. Somewhere below, a shutter is pushed open, and the street begins to smell of bread. Put the kettle on. The first tea is for this hour.”Aachman
For you,
with care
MK
The Kettle LettersNo. 01
PlaceSealed until it arrives
MorningA surprise
NoonA surprise
SupperA surprise, caffeine free
with love, Aachman
03
Three teas, one day
Beneath the letter, three teas, left to right. One for the morning, one for noon, one for after supper. One you'll recognise, one that stretches you, and one that feels like coming home. The last is always caffeine free.
You don't have to drink them in one day. But try it once. It changes how the day feels.
MorningHow the day begins there
NoonIts slow middle
SupperHow it ends
04
For the wall
At the bottom, under a fold, a print. An original engraving of the place, drawn in the same hand as our tins. Most people frame it. Over a year, the wall becomes a map of everywhere you've been without leaving home.
05
For after supper
And last, face down, a small card marked for after supper. A poem chosen for the place. Read it with the final cup, when the house is quiet. That's how the day ends.
Then it's over, and a month later, another letter finds you from somewhere new.
In every letter
Five things, in the order you'll find them.
The letter
A few hundred words from inside one day, somewhere in the world. Written by me, signed by hand.
Three teas
Morning, noon and supper, about 20 cups of each. The last one is always caffeine free.
Tasting notes
How to brew each one, and what to look for in the cup.
The print
An engraving of the place, drawn in the same hand as our tins. Made for the wall.
The poem
A small card marked for after supper. Read it with the last cup.
A small confession. When I priced the Club, I added up the three teas at what they'd cost you in the Tea Room. Then I stopped there.
So the letter, the print and the poem? Think of those as me writing back.
Aachman
How many months?
Choose how long you'd like to travel. You pay once, up front. No autopay, no renewals, nothing to cancel. When your months are up, I'll write to ask if you'd like to keep going.
Join by the 20th to receive next month's letter
Letters leave on the 1st and arrive by the 10th
Every plan can be sent as a gift
A letter and three teas a month, from ₹1,650Join the Club
The nicest thing to find in a letterbox.
Send the Club to someone you miss. We address every letter to them. You choose the months. They get the post.
