In which case, you are welcome. No, no. Don't gush. I understand.
Anyway. Fabulous Neighbor Robin stopped by for tea on Friday! A couple weeks back, FNR had popped over and after being offered a cup of tea, announced that she wanted a real tea. As in the meal, not just the beverage.
It was music to my ears.
Despite the suddenness of this, I was able to put together a tolerable spread, but it wasn't all that I might have wished. We had a pot of tea, muffins, toast, jam, lemon cookies and a banana-apple cake. It wasn't terrible. But...you know.
This time, however, FNR and I planned to have tea. And as if by some miracle of heaven, Roommate left work two hours early and was able to join us!
Okay, join us, set the table, tidy the kitchen and make herself cocoa, as she doesn't care for tea.
FNR came over with roses and goodies and the teensiest baguette you've ever seen! For a split second, I thought it was too adorable to eat. Then I got over it.
Oh! We had cookies and pear-almond scones [a very successful experiment] and cucumber sandwiches and thin slices of baguette with salmon spread and a Madeira cake and three pots of tea. Once again, I was able to use pretty china and a nice teapot and one of my favorite pieces of Depression glass. It looks a little like this:
We ate the scones. We finished the cucumber sandwiches. We devoured half the cake.
I have to say this. It didn't suck.
I love FNR. She's good. We shall keep her.