"Tea is much more than a mere drink in Britain. It is a solace, a mystique,an art, a way of life, almost a religion. It is more deeply traditional than the roast beef of old England....This khaki-colored concoction, brewed through an accident of history from an exotic plant grown thousands of miles from fog, cricket and left-handed driving, has become the life-blood of the nation."
- Cecil Porter of Gemini News Service
Photo: Of an old bus in Tillamook, Oregon
And aren't we glad it has become so special? I need some now.ReplyDelete
What a wonderful quote. It has certainly become much more to me over the years. And have I already mentioned your beautiful header? I think so. Anyway, it always speaks to me the name of your blog. I'd love to sit with you and have some tea. And if I could choose the tea pot, I'd select the largest one on the left so that we could linger.ReplyDelete
That's for sure! When in England visiting my sister we had to stop every afternoon where ever we were for TEA...even in Paris! Such a lovely tradition though and they love their tea. I unfortunately struggle to drink the stuff..I think it's an aquired taste?!ReplyDelete
Hello La Tea Dah...I would love to go to Europe and go to a high tea! Sincerely, Susan from writingstraightfromtheheart.blogspot.comReplyDelete
I just love this blog! I invite you to enter my Valentine giveaway. You could win a pink, bead-knitted purse, hand-knit by me, with a chocolate bar charm.ReplyDelete