More Tea, Mullah?

I was searching the web for somewhere I can eat in Bukhara, when I found a mention of a nice teashop.  Not as in Ye Olde, (as Andy has pointed out, this most definitely is not Stroud.), so I dragged Andy off to investigate.  It turned out to be one of the most pleasant ways to while away an afternoon in Bukhara.

For a few thousand sum we were installed in a shady traditional courtyard and brought different "Silk Road" spice teas.  First a blend of herbs and spices, including mint, cardamon, bergamot, orange, oregano, clove, and something else.  Then ginger tea (just right for our colds), and finally saffron tea.  All accompanied by tiny nibbles of dried apricots/raisins, walnuts, crystal sugar, sesame halva, and something like ultra sweet fudge.  We drank our way through 3 teapots of delicious chay (the global name for tea) and chatting.  It took several hours and was a sumptuously lazy way to celebrate the fact that we have got this far.