by captain oddsocks
June 30, 2005
It’s on the first floor and is essentially one room, which has been divided into four or five separate seating areas with low wooden walls. The walls have multicoloured sarongs draped over them and more sarongs hang from the ceiling to create the illusion of walls. It seems crowded and a little strange when you first walk in, but actually works quite well to provide privacy but still a feeling of space. Each small seating corner has a low raised platform upon which to sit on cushions and serve yourself tea from a tray on the floor. It’s always good teahouse etiquette to remove your shoes before sitting on one of these raised platforms.
I had the tea masala(400ml-39Kc, 600ml-49Kc) which is black tea spiced with ginger, cardamom, cloves, pepper and probably a couple of other spices. True to the name of the teahouse it was prepared speedily and served with a smile. The tea-man apparently brewed a pot for himself as well, as he returned a few minutes later to apologize for making it too strong: "it burns the throat a little." I hadn’t noticed, so I attempted to hide my unrefined palate with "It’s okay; that’s the way I like it". I was also treating my sweet tooth to the raisins in yoghurt, so maybe they were giving my throat a little protection?
The Speedy Gonzales Teahouse is open seven days a week from 1pm to at least 9:30pm and at least 11pm on Friday and Saturday nights. As well as tea there are water pipes for the smoking of flavoured tobacco and a wide range of things for sale. Wind chimes, cushion covers, CDs of world music and guitar strings share sales space with the more traditional leaf teas, incense burners and ceramic tea sets. There are also a lot of notices for things such as yoga, meditation retreats, tai chi and the like, so it seems as if the teahouse may also function as a bit of a cultural centre for people interested in the wisdoms of the east.
Not the slickest teahouse in the country by any stretch of the imagination, but still not a bad spot to recharge the sightseeing batteries with a pot of chai.
From journal Třebíč; Towers, Tombstones and the Torah