They had a choice of bitter tea in the morning and water at night.

After supper and another cup of the bitter tea, she settled him for the night.

He could have been asking whether she wanted her tea sweet or bitter.

She nibbled at her dry toast and had another sip of the bitter tea.

As she sipped the bitter tea, she cast her eyes around the room.

He could not face the prospect of black bitter tea.

It would have been too much to expect her to continue drinking bitter tea out of sisterly affection.

He gave him the thermos top brimming with bitter brown tea.

"Drink me" she said, and swallowed the bitter cold tea.

"People have always told me I don't know how to bow properly," she said, offering a cup of bitter green tea.