In many languages “cha” or “chai” is the word for tea. Chai, or Masala tea as it is called in India, is that milky, spicy, sweet, hot beverage we’ve all come to love. Knowing the humble origins of chai, I’m amazed when I go to stores like Home Goods or TJ Maxx or even Ocean State Job Lot to see ‘chai‘ in shelf-stable packages, pre-made and ready to drink. Actually I shouldn’t be surprised at all. As much as we might love this spicy beverage, we’ve become a country in which we are so busy, we don’t have time to sit, relax and enjoy the process of … making chai, baking bread, growing herbs . I’m one of those people, however, who tries to make time for it all.
I find the story of how Chai began quite fascinating, because it tells the story of tea … with all its grit, espionage, smuggling and deceit. Chai has one of those sordid origins where it was bred out of necessity, much like soul food. People had to eat (or in this case, drink) what was available. If they didn’t they went hungry, and in most cases, they would die.
Let’s start at the very beginning. It was 1848 and the East India Company had lost its monopoly on the China tea trade. The Chinese were resentful that Britain attempted to addict their entire nation to opium and refused to do business with them. The whole of Great Britain was now demanding “tea” and It was imperative that the British government establish its own independent tea supply. But where and how?
A Scotsman by the name of Robert Fortune, curator and botanist of the Royal Horticultural Society, was asked by the East India Company to go on a “tea-discovery” mission to China. Little did Fortune know that he was about to become an international man of espionage. For three years, disguised as a Mandarin, Fortune visited the most famous tea districts, kept meticulous notes on the soil, the pruning, plucking and manufacturing process, and systematically collected seeds and plants. By 1851, Fortune had amassed such knowledge, and plants, that he filled four vessels sailing from Hong Kong to Calcutta with thousands of plants, seedlings and had hired a team of experienced Chinese tea workers.
While Robert Fortune was busy collecting specimens, Robert Bruce, a fellow Scotsman, was meeting with one of the chiefs of the Singpho tribe in Assam, India. The Singpho tribe, as the Chinese and other tribes in Southeast Asia, had also been making tea for centuries. A tea committee was immediately formed to explore the possibilities of growing tea in this Assam region, which lies just to the west of China.
And then the takeover began. Britain appeared to align themselves with the tribes, but their intent was to take over this territory. They began by moving into this area and stripping the tribal people of their land, and then increasing the land tax to the point where the Assamese were unable to pay it. This forced the Assamese to work clearing their own swampy, mosquito-laden land for the future tea gardens of their new British land “lords”.
These indigenous people had no experience laboring in this manner, and under deplorable working conditions. The British viewed them as “lazy, indolent and miserable”. As a result, the British began “importing” labor from other parts of India. This “importing” of labor was, in fact, slavery. Recruiting agents were sent into rural areas and promised a good wage and better life to men, women and children … ‘recruits’ who willing to immigrate to Assam. When they had enough ‘recruits’ from one area, they loaded them onto overcrowded boats with appalling conditions for the six- to eight-week trip up the Brahmaputra River. Many of the men, women and children, or ‘coolies’ as they were called (the term ‘coolie’ is believed to originate from the Tamil word for wages, ‘kuli’), died from cholera, dysentery, malaria or typhoid fever. The ones who did survive were put to work no matter how sick, hungry or tired. They were managed with whips, lived in pitiful huts, were chronically ill and malnourished, and unable to escape.
Most often the only source of nourishment for the ‘coolies’ was rice and tea. No, not a good quality tea, but tea made from the dregs of the pluckings, infused with some milk for nourishment, sugar for energy, and spices to cover up the bad taste. As a result, coolies suffered a very high mortality rate. Between 1863 and 1866 half of the 84,000 laborers brought into this area died. As I said, the history of “tea” and this now-beloved drink isn’t the sweetest tale. Many thousands upon thousands of people died from malnourishment, disease and mistreatment.
Born out of necessity, today “chai” is the national drink of India. From sipping chai in someone’s home, while making a purchase in a shop, at a train station, or on a street corner, you can’t visit India without experiencing this unique culture. Chaiwallahs are on every street corner in every village and town, ready to serve you a small cup or glass of this wonderful beverage. Each may have their own special recipe or preparation style, but rest assured, each is as delicious as the next.
While specific recipes can vary, the black tea is always brewed with a blend of spices, generally cinnamon, cardamom, pepper, ginger, and cloves, with the addition of milk and sugar or honey. In the U.S., some folks steep their tea together with milk, spices and sweetener. Others steep the tea and spices together, then add the milk and sweetener. A third group steeps the tea, stirs in the sweetener, and enjoys it without milk. It’s your choice.
We enjoy ours best steeped in a saucepan for 10 minutes or more with equal parts water and milk and one teaspoon of tea, spices and sugar for every 8 ounces of liquid. Milk may burn if the heat is too high, so steep the heat at a medium temperature for about 10 to 15 minutes. After steeping, strain into a pot, and enjoy.
Yes, making it yourself does take about 15 minutes or more, and you can certainly buy prepared chai in bottles or packages, or even dry chai mixes, but taking those 15 minutes is so worthwhile. And, if you make too much, just put it into the refrigerator and enjoy it cold the next day, over ice, or reheat it. In the summertime, I love to make chai shakes … with a scoop of vanilla ice cream in the blender. Try it. It’s absolutely delicious!!
I may occasionally order a chai (notice I didn’t say “chai latté”), in a café, but I really enjoy making it at home. The aroma of those comforting spices steeping in that dark, rich tea just relaxes the senses and puts me in that “happy” place.