I started my journey to tea with honey water that my mom would give me when I was sick as a kid. I progressed then to tea sweetened with honey when I was sick, made the leap to unsweetened a little later, and then found loose-leaf teas-- my mind was blown. Oolong teas are my favorites (especially milk oolongs), and blacks, my least-favorites (although a cup of Earl Grey is an occasional welcome visitor at my breakfast table). I don't much enjoy grassy greens (or grassy anything), but I have a small stash of silver needle that goes down quite well on a hot summer evening.
I'm something of an addict, but haven't yet progressed to the twenty-teapots stage. I love tea, but haven't bought anything insanely expensive yet and keep my tea casual. Sometimes it's in a pot, other times in a handmade mug I picked up at an art fair for my birthday. Sometimes I savor, sip, and swallow my tea with great appreciation; other times it gets a spoonful of honey and I watch the evening news cradling my mug. Hey- tea is great, but it's still just tea.
(I also have something of a penchant for parentheses. Sorry!)