I think my visit to St. Petersburg, FL came at the most perfect time.
The amount of items I could write about is going to be endless. And I will be spacing them out. Last week it was Tampa, this week and for the foreseeable future it’s going to be St. Pete and all St. Pete. No not every week but sporadically through the summer I’m going to expound upon how incredible the tea culture is here. And incredible might be an understatement.
I found tea places, I stumbled upon tea places, tea shoppes found me, and my reaction to a few were that of a kid in a candy store. Yes it’s these little things (that are the big things) that give me natural and spiritual highs that words may not always do justice. I’ve made that proclamation before but I stand by that. Sometimes words an pictures aren’t enough. Memories are for us and all we can do is our best to share them in our own harmonious and sentimental way.
With that one of my first stops in St. Pete was Pom Pom’s Teahouse.
I know, how awesome is that name?
And just as awesome is the place. Everything about is, was, or whatever you want to call it a constant reminder of why this town is beautiful. And why it now has my heart.
When I first arrived in town my friend guided me through St. Pete and I noticed so many amazing looking shops, restaurants, businesses, and everything else in between that makes this place (that’s on the rise) already look like it’s there (in a good way) and I wouldn’t want anything about it to change. I probably put this paragraph in the wrong part of the post. It’s as if I put the finish or the crescendo here, before I’ve even gotten into the tea and this incredible salad that I ordered.
So let me get to that and see if I can come up with another finish with some big words that will enhance this experience that doesn’t need any more enhancing but deserves all the praise in the world.
So I was there on a weekday afternoon, presumably on the tail end of the lunch rush. If there is a lunch rush here it doesn’t mirror other major cities, and I found that so refreshing. It was a mix of students, police officers, office workers, tourists, and overall a lot of people that seemed genuinely happy to be there.
I was happy to be there.
There was so much art adorning the walls, which is a point that Pom Pom’s wants to promote. They’re all about local art, and creating and promoting art is one of the greatest things in this world and in this universe.
After taking so many pictures of the inside, I requested to my friendly server, Brett, if I could sit outdoors. He kindly obliged. I was surprised that I was the only one out there. But how could I complain? I was the only person on Earth for about an hour, or at least in that moment.
I made a new friend outside, as you can see. I felt as if he could read my mind. And maybe he could. I think he was saying everything is great, everything is going to be fine, and you’re on vacation, enjoy yourself.
And I did…
My meal comprised of a Kiwi Pear Iced Tea and their Seasonal Berry Salad, which may have been one of the best things I’ve eaten, not only on my holiday, but in a long while. It almost looked too pretty to eat. But those berries were heavenly. I almost forgot there were almonds and peanuts in the salad. It was that great. The goat cheese and onions made for a simple yet artistic looking salad. This really was a masterpiece.
Those berries were something out of a smoothie or freshly made ice cream. And on a gorgeous day in Florida, what could be better.
The tea was the understated, yet still elegant part of my meal. It was light and on this day this was a welcome treat versus something a little too sweet, since the berries were sweet enough. I did wish I could taste a little more kiwi and pear, but really no complaints from me whatsoever.
Brett, who like many of my friends I got to visit, is a transplant from Maryland. I can see the appeal. I can see why so many people like the mellow vibe and harmonious ways of being in beautiful St. Petersburg.
More posts are coming and if they can match this experience than I’ve already succeeded. My time at Pom Pom’s was one of joy, of peace, and of art. Yes I did take many pictures but then I just sat, relaxed, and started off into the distance.
I might have been there an hour, two hours, or somewhere that time can’t measure. But this one hit my heart in a different way than many other tea and dining experiences. And I want to believe it was more than just being away from home, being somewhere else, and being one with the universe. Well the latter part is great. But I hope you know what I mean.
This was beautiful.
If you’re in the vicinity, or are a local and have never visited, I can’t recommend this place enough.
Here is more about them, their menu, the art, the buzz, directions, and their contact information.
When I’m back in the area, and I will be back, how do I follow-up? It may not be the identical experience, but I sense it will be spectacular, and will tell a different story of what makes Pom Pom’s and this town special to me and special to so many.
Thank you so much.
Ha, that’s the area I’m from…(a little south of St. Pete)–Chihuly, Dali, a victory ship (if you’re into history) :-)…Weird to read about it from a visitor’s perspective LOL
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