I was first introduced to Masala tea in Mumbai. There are street vendors all over India and most of them have a thermos or two of Masala tea. For a few rupees, they’ll give you a plastic or metal cup of warm spicy tea. It was by the cup that my romantic holiday fling with a warm beverage began.
When I got home to Australia I tried my own chai recipe, adding here and tweaking there, never able to recreate the magic. Then I had a cup of Prana Chai at a friend’s house and I stopped trying. They do things to the spices and they won’t share their secrets (selfish).
I had to buy it in Australia and bring it back to the USA so naturally it was like gold to me. I never offered it to people when they came over because I had to hoard it. Sadly, I became a selfish chai hoarder. Now that I can buy it whenever I want right here in the US, I want to tell everyone I know about it.
I’ve been pregnant or breastfeeding for 3.8 out of the past five years. (Woah.) I’ve become obsessed with what I put into my body. I’ve learned to read labels and to understand what they mean. Prana is all natural. Not “approved by the FDA” natural – I mean actually, completely natural.