An invitation to tea! For me!
She included just about everything, including necessaries.
Bird of Paradise! Oh, my! I wonder why.
This. This is the sweet I would choose if I were ever stranded on a deserted island. I fell hard for this. I searched for a supplier. It took over a week before I gave up. Houston has a thriving British community. There's a store that stocks everything an expat could long for. I wonder why they didn't have these? They're gently sweet; not too sweet, the way American goodies are. I meant to order a case. I know. Shame on me, but you should taste one before you think so poorly of me. Besides, it's not like I'd have one every day. Anna, you have created a convert. I know the story behind these. *wink* If memory serves me well, this treat began here.
The seal! So lovely.
I still have this!
My very own tea set! Invite me to tea and I will bring my own.
All the pretty pretties were wrapped so prettily.
See what I mean? First there was Tea in a Box. A tea in a box. She included everything imaginable that did not require baking or cooking, or freshness. Yes, there were delicious recipes for scones too. Only Anna could do this, and she did, and did it well. Of course I shed a quarter cup of tears. I made a joyful noise. I called my mother (who didn't understand a thing I said), and Erin, and even JC. Oh, Anna.
I had to backtrack so you would understand the importance of the Birthday Party. Just when you think you've gotten it all, she does it again.
Wait until you see what I got to go with. Such fun! Thank you, Anna, for giving me some of the best memories ever. You are quite clever-clever!
P.S. Backtracking is often necessary to finish a good story.