Coffee shops are multiplying in Great Britain (yep, they have Starbucks, but Curt’s favorite was Costa – and they had free
wifi, so it was my favorite rest stop), but Tea
is still King. The first question after we entered a house was, “Would you like a cup of tea?” In a world where ritual has been replaced by randomness, there is a peculiar comfort to the ritual of making a perfect pot of tea.
On a day-long excursion to Canterbury, our friends came prepared to make tea en route. We savored the steaming mugs of tea, huddled together in the van, when Lucy (a daughter) said, “There’s something very civilized about drinking tea in an uncivilized situation.”
I’ve never met a Lucy I didn’t love…