Crossword clues for iced tea
iced tea
Wiktionary
n. 1 (context uncountable English) cold tea, a beverage. 2 (context countable English) A serving of cold tea.
WordNet
n. strong tea served over ice [syn: ice tea]
Wikipedia
Iced tea (or ice tea; thé glacé in French) is a form of cold tea. Though usually served in a glass with ice, it can also refer to a tea that has been chilled or cooled. It may or may not be sweetened. Iced tea is also a popular packaged drink. It can be mixed with flavored syrup, with multiple common flavors including lemon, raspberry, lime, passion fruit, peach, orange, strawberry, and cherry. While most iced teas get their flavor from tea leaves (Camellia sinensis), herbal teas are also sometimes served cold and referred to as iced tea. Iced tea is sometimes made by a particularly long steeping of tea leaves at lower temperature (one hour in the sun versus 5 minutes at 180–210 °F / 80–100 °C). Some people call this " sun tea". In addition, sometimes it is also left to stand overnight in the refrigerator.
Iced tea is a cold tea drink.
Iced tea may also refer to:
- IcedTea, a Java-related build and integration project
Usage examples of "iced tea".
To give him something to do, she poured another glass of iced tea and handed it to him.
When they were in the kitchen, Nell removed the lid while Mia poured two tall glasses of iced tea.
You let him come home and sit on the porch and drink iced tea with Dot.
A tropical storm slammed out of the kitchen, banged a glass of iced tea in front of Joyce, and turned inland on yours truly.
He'd sipped her iced tea, shared spit and shared a blanket, said he loved her, added the caveat about being her friend to keep it smooth, and then walked.
She crossed to the icebox and reached for the pitcher of iced tea.
She wasn't sure what to say, what to do, but she did know that knocking over her iced tea was not the correct response.
Leah Gregg served iced tea in the compact nook off her compact kitchen.
And as I drank my first glass of iced tea, cold and good going down my parched throat, loaded with real sugar rather than that unsatisfying artificial shit, I had time to wonder if I was doing Ned Wilcox any favors.
They were sitting under a tree, drinking iced tea with Pappy and Gran and my father, when we rolled to a stop less than twenty feet away.
Gran brought a tray to the porch and served tall glasses of iced tea with sugar.
Then I saw the handbill man squatting on his haunches next to me, an empty iced tea pitcher in his hand, a curious expression on his face as though he were watching an animal at the zoo.
She refilled his glass with the last of the iced tea, but now it tasted bitter.
Days that make him think of picnics as a boy, when his mother felt well enough to make the meat pies and the iced tea.