You can have roses,
I'll chomp on the long grass fronds.
Hork 'em up later.
We took Ofuro baths a few times, years ago, here. A very American fellow gave us a tea ceremony. Awkwardly elegant. But he also explained to us that the tea should be made with water that was not boiling, because it "burned" the tea. In my mind, I rebelled at the word. It should have been "scalded." (The hot bath itself was wonderful, by the way.) There is something about large, all-American, long haired, white guys imagining themselves as tiny and exotic. Who am I to judge?
I do love words, the right word for the right job. Not that I'm not willing to use whatever is at hand for a hammer, or to verb a noun, or sillify adverbage. But, I like to keep repeats out of a paragraph, and if there is a proper technical term, I much prefer to use it. Burn is an oxidation process, or a rating of tissue damage, or subjective sensation. Hot water causes scalds unless the matter goes black - temperature sensitive paper going dark, skin goes red and blisters. There is searing and scorching and curdling, branding and charring, browning and sunburning, to go with over-application of heat. (I've been thinking of my days in the burn ORs lately.) Or appropriate application. Japanese teas may want lower temperatures for flavor, but that doesn't make caffeine (xanthines) more soluble in water at lower temperatures than boiling. Flavor is fine, but early in the morning, I want the stimulant. He could tell I wasn't buying his insistence that the less hot temperatures were the only way to treat tea.
That is why I love my native (and, sadly, only) language. There is always another word, with a range of meaning and specificity. More to learn, more to explore. There is no end to the vocabulary, new words all the time.
"The problem with defending the purity of the English language is that the English language is as pure as a crib-house whore. It not only borrows words from other languages; it has on occasion chased other languages down dark alley-ways, clubbed them unconscious and rifled their pockets for new vocabulary. "
- James Nicoll