High Tea

During college I spent a rainy month in London. Without a real purpose for being there, I aimlessly strolled through museums, read The Bell Jar in Hyde Park, saw American Psycho in a fancy movie theatre and as many West End shows as I could. But despite the great surroundings, I was lonely, lost. I found great comfort in the ritual of the afternoon tea. Who couldn’t be charmed by dainty finger sandwiches, crumbly scones with globs of clotted cream and fresh raspberry jam, flecked with seeds? It was heaven. Those delightful afternoons were my inspiration for this weekend’s baby shower. All of the nibbles and treats were artfully displayed on tiers of crystal and floral cake stands. Amy embraced shades of pink and lady-like floral and ribbon touches to celebrate the near arrival of Frannie’s little girl. Guests brought baby photos of themselves, which Amy displayed above the assorted teacups and everyone filled their ballots with their matching guesses. All in all, a proper and lovely afternoon tea.

The Menu
pink champagne
iced moroccan mint tea
iced pink rose tea
english breakfast, earl grey, green, and peppermint teas
pickled quail eggs
steamed asparagus with green peppercorn champagne dip
minted english pea soup shots
tea sandwiches
cucumber and watercress on white bread
curried egg salad with roasted tomatoes on wheat
gravlax, cream cheese, capers and dill on pumpernickel
smoked turkey and cranberry on orange currant muffins
rose water scones with strawberry jam and clotted cream
carrot cake cupcakes
raspberry french macaroons
pink coconut macaroons
raspberry filled chocolate cups
fig and pomegranate tarts
chocolate espresso cookies
almond sugar cookies
lavender lemon squares
white chocolate petit fours