Moroccan Mint Tea w/ Stolen Mint!

Moroccan Mint Tea w/ Stolen Mint!

Hi and welcome back to Ria Lives Well!

When it comes to recipes, I’m very open-minded about the food I make. I try everything that appeals to me, even if it includes an ingredient I don’t like: for example, cucumbers or pickles, or sage. To me, they taste horrible on their own, but if incorporated properly in a recipe, I’m all in. I don’t discriminate…except against meat and dairy.

The only recipes I never, ever, ever make are ones that require fresh mint leaves.

Why is that, you ask? Good question.

About a year and a half ago, I convinced my dad to grow a kitchen garden along the side of his fence, just right in the backyard. There, I planted oregano, parsley, thyme, tomatoes, strawberries and…mint.

Hands down, the most popular fruit were the tomatoes. I enjoyed picking the ones that were ripe, and munching on the juiciest of the bunch for breakfast. When the tomato plant died, as did my interest for maintaining the kitchen garden. Sadly, I didn’t continue caring for the fruits and herbs the way I should have, and when I moved to Oregon for school, my dad neglected to water them. So with time and neglect, they all died…most of them.

The mint had always been my least favorite because it struggled despite my best effort. I gave it water, sunlight, shade–everything it needed to thrive. To no avail, mind you.

Then one day while I was home on break, I noticed something strange. The mint plant was dying toward the front, but growing lush at the back; right against the fence that divided my backyard from my neighbor’s.

I didn’t think much of it at the time. Weeks went by and I hadn’t returned to the garden. Then one morning, on a whim, I went out and searched for any sign of life. To my surprise, something had survived…the mint. Only it was no longer on my side of the fence. The mint had migrated and flourished {I mean FLOURISHED} over in my neighbor’s backyard!

I showed my dad, hoping he would have an answer, what with his green thumb and all. He took one look at the mint and said, “What in the hell?”


To this day, I refuse to buy mint. The mint in my neighbor’s yard is mine, and while they’re caring for and nurturing the herb as if it belongs to them, I still claim ownership.

So the other day, I found a recipe for Moroccan mint tea that I had to try. My dad said: “Why don’t you just reach over and take a bunch?”

“What do you mean?”

“Reach under the fence, into the neighbor’s yard, and take a bunch.”

“But that’s stealing.”

“Is it?”

Well…Is it?

Whatever the answer, I took some mint. All sneaky-like, too. I did it at night when their lights had finally gone off. I bent down, reached under the fence and took all the mint I could, mumbling, “Mine, mine, mine” as I went along.

And I made my Moroccan mint tea.

And it was good.

Moroccan Mint Tea:

  • 1 oz fresh mint 
  • 2 cups water
  • 2 bags of green ta
  • 1 tablespoon sugar


  • Wash your mint 
  • Add green tea and water in a pot and simmer for 4 minutes.
  • Lower heat. Add mint and one tablespoon sugar.
  • Raise hit and simmer for an additional four minutes.
  • Let it cool and enjoy!

The mint smelt so fresh and delicious and tasted wonderful in this recipe for Moroccan tea. I imagined I was on the coast of Morocco, so close to Spain, sipping away. And in that moment, I was glad that I made it, perhaps even glad that I’d “stolen” the mint.

But really…did I steal the mint? While I feel guilty for taking it…I did buy it. Food for thought, I suppose. Or in my case, justification for conscience.

My dad ended up planting some of the mint to catch in our backyard.

Oh, boy. Poor things. They’re so miserable looking.

I won’t even hold my breath.

~Live Well!


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