Apart from the soul

"The fortunate thing about lab glassware is that it boils water at the speed of light. I threw a spoonful of black leaves into a beaker. When it had gone a deep red I handed it to Dogger, who stared at it skeptically.
'It's all right,' I said. 'It's Tetley's.'
He sipped at the tea gingerly, blowing on the surface of the drink to cool it. As he drank, I remembered that there's a reason we English are ruled more by tea than by Buckingham Palace or His Majesty's Government: Apart from the soul, the brewing of tea is the only thing that sets us apart from the great apes-- or so the Vicar had remarked to Father, who had told Daffy, who had told me." --from The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley