a proper tea

Peter and I started dating 3 years ago today. (Three years, that's it? It seems like it must be much longer than that!) How did we even remember this day? That's a good question. I cannot take credit for that, it all goes to my husband. He has an amazing memory for dates. So to celebrate we had lunch at a British tea house. Chicken salad sandwiches, soup, scones with clotted cream and jam, and pots of tea. We lingered and talked for well over and hour and just had so much fun! It was quite a bit more casual than an afternoon tea would be and there were other men in the place too, so Peter didn't feel quite out of place. And he enjoyed it, but would never pick a place like that to eat/have tea without me.