Tag Archives: afternoon tea
I recently spent a week at home in the UK. And, much to the delight of my Downton Abbey bereft American friends, my trip was a catalogue of quintessentially British cliche.
The Wednesday Tipple – Autumn Afternoon Tea, Blackberry Scones with Blackberry Jam (and nice cup of tea)
Immersed in Englishness, cup of tea in hand, I pillaged the brambles along the doctors’ fence at the back of my grandparents’ house, and I am now standing by the stove skimming scum from a batch of warm blackberry apple … Continue reading
“That’s right,” said the man in front of us in the line for the tills in Selfridges. “A Buckingham Palace jelly mold”.
Royal Wedding Breakfast Eggs en cocotte with boiled asparagus soldiers for dipping Lemon scones / Blueberry lemon scones Fresh berries Cups of tea / Glasses of freshly squeezed orange mimosas Royal Wedding Afternoon Tea Smoked salmon on cucumber … Continue reading
Concerned by the empirical evidence in her date planner that she had not had sex for 177 days, and feeling rather bleak about the prospects of getting any, any time soon, Sara did something rather out of character; she agreed … Continue reading
I first drank a gin fizz in Calcutta , where, more English than the English, the local officers club would serve them on the veranda overlooking the polo field at sunset. They were, and probably still are, served in highball … Continue reading