It's no secret---I love afternoon tea. It's such a wonderful way to sit awhile, enjoy someone's company, and the bonus that there's clotted cream and fresh scones...? Well, it's certainly such a treat. I guess that's why I have such a good time at tea, just sitting down and letting time pass feels so luxurious. Compared to my normal afternoons, tea is just slow. Slow, tranquil, and perfect.
Number Sixteen's tea was just this.
We had the whole garden to ourselves, and I could not have asked for a nicer afternoon.
And the tea! Tea in London is just so much better than anywhere else.
Scones. Oh, these scones.
The neon plates didn't really fit into the garden, but festooned with treats as they were, it didn't matter.
There is something so classic and delicious about a cucumber watercress sandwich. Why don't I eat this more often?
As I sit here writing this, I can't stop thinking about how good this tea was. I'll have to get back, some day!