After visiting England and discovering a deep and abiding love for traditional English scones, I found a recipe and have made them sporadically since my return. Granted, I don't "take tea" daily as the English do; however, I probably make tea and scones several times a month.
Today, it rained all afternoon and I thought what a perfect opportunity to stop my busy day and take tea. So, I made scones, I made tea, I took my beautiful tea set from the china cabinet and set it up on the table. I sat down and watched the rain fall, pretending that I was back in England. Except that it was really warm, I almost felt like I was in England again. There is something about the ritual of taking tea that calms the soul and renews the spirit. No wonder life in England centers around it.
The one souvenir I wanted from London was a real English tea set. So after traipsing around London and visiting 8 tea shops (and I just have to interject what an awesome husband I have to traipse around London visiting tea shops with me in search of the perfect one), I finally settled on the tea set we'd seen in the 2nd shop we visited. :-) Isn't it beautiful? Something about having it all set up on the table fills me with a joy and contentment that might be considered strange if you've never experienced it before. If you're ever visiting us and would like to experience the ritual for yourself, I would be more than happy to share it with you.
Here's a picture of me and my wonderful husband, who also shared the experience of taking tea in a real tea house with me more than once!
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