by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett
For a number of years, I've been collecting teacups. I know, I know -- very frivolous. But, what is life without beauty?
Niagara On The Lake, one of the (if not THE) prettiest villages in Canada, and had tea at the Prince Of Wales Hotel. Lovely, just lovely. While there, I bought a bag of scones from one of the local bakeries. I froze them and yesterday I decided to have one for breakfast.
Can you say "yum-yum?"
It was de-lish! Of course, I couldn't have it and drink my tea out of an ordinary mug. Okay, my mugs aren't really ordinary. Most of them have a story behind them. Christmas or birthday gifts. Bought as souvenirs on one of our many vacations over the past twenty-plus years.
As it happens, I described it in the 4th Booktown Mystery, Chapter & Hearse. Tricia was visiting the mother of the latest murder victim and this happened to be one of the cups on her shelf. Actually, Mrs. Roth's dining room is actually my dining room. I needed a description and there I was sitting at the dining room table and ... the next thing you know ....
So it was that I ate my lovely scone and drank from one of my favorite cups. Did the tea and scone taste any better because of the pretty china?
You bet your booty!
Do you have a favorite china tea cup? If so, please tell us about it--and the story that goes with it.
Recipes To Die For: A Victoria Square Cookbook, and the Cozy Chicks Kitchen. Yum-yum, eat it up!