I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. - Gilda Radner
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Tea time
I love tea time. Either having them at a tea stall with friends, or having a traditional tea with family I simply love them. There is something unhurried and relaxing about tea time.a it's a no pressure meal! Growing up tea time was a daily affair. We had tea and my mother with the little she had made local delicacies and some days we had tea and cream crackers! I remember sitting in our kitchen under the hot zinc roof sipping away at tea. They are quiet precious moments. During the weekends we will have friends visiting us for tea, and during these times my mum will make something more elaborate for tea. Life is not as simple now as those days and our tea time is limited to weekends only, when we have the luxury of time to indulge in tea. As I was thinking about tea, I felt that having friends over on a perfect Sunday will be just right. So a quick invitation was carried out and accepted ... Now what shall we have for tea??
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4 comments:
when are we going to have tea/ coffee together-gather ? Life always seems too busy. :)
I love tea as well. In Brazil we drink Matte. What's your favorite kind?
Here it's the malaysian or indian tea:)
Here it's the malaysian or indian tea:)
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