Meditation on a Fine Cup of Tea

13 Jan

During the holidays, we hurtled around parts of England, Wales, and Ireland. December in the British Isles is just a wee bit grey, windy, and wet. But it was a lovely trip–not the least because at every turn,  there was a cup of tea: early morning, mid morning, afternoon, and evening. The perfect antidote to a wintery climate, the perfect reward for a long day out and about, and the perfect way to transition from activity to rest. In my admittedly biased view, nothing beats the rich, deep, reddish brown of a fine cup of  black tea (“black” tea being a slight misnomer). And there is no better way to have a strong cup of tea than milky and sweet.

Ok, there is a better way– having it milky and sweet, and accompanied by scones, clotted cream, and strawberry  jam. The ecstasies engendered among our family members at the sight of a proper cream tea cannot be adequately described. Suffice to say, we partook, and then partook some more (and then a bit more). 

All photos taken at the delectable Lucy’s Tearoom in Stow-on-the-Wold, Cotswolds, England.

6 Responses to “Meditation on a Fine Cup of Tea”

  1. Taking to the Open Road January 13, 2014 at 7:14 pm #

    I’ve always thought there are few things a good cup of tea couldn’t make better. Great post!


  2. Linda Worthman January 13, 2014 at 8:25 pm #

    I completely agree, remembering to have the teapot ready next to the kettle for immediate pouring. Here’s another British Isle treat: the pub at the end of a day hike in the Lake District. Perfect.


  3. queenanndee January 16, 2014 at 9:15 pm #

    Woops. I thought I commented. Those photos want to make me take a drink o that tea and have a bite of that scone. Very tasty!


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