There is much truth to this, or so I found this weekend. To celebrate my friend Kaoko's upcoming wedding in October, we planned a bachelorette party for her in Singapore. We escaped a mummy, danced three million years ago, and ended up drinking tea for three hours straight. Just four thirtysomething friends (five, if you include one very patient husband) rediscovering a world of warmth and possibility that they once knew as girls. There really is something about free-flowing tea that unleashes hundreds of stories, whether you're in the company of good friends or lost in your own imaginings.
I had Weekend in Moscow, a light and fragrant green tea with rose petals and almonds. It was exquisite. I could almost picture myself curled up against a window reading a Regency classic like Georgette Heyer's Cotillion or an adult fairy tale like Ali Shaw's Girl with Glass Feet or Kelly Link's fantastically macabre Pretty Monsters, with a cup of that tea, waiting for the world to go by.
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It was a perfect high tea brunch yes? Except for that putanginadurian moment. (doh)
THANKIES GIRLS!
I wish I was there to see the durian cake enter your mouth -- I was only there during the aftermath.
Really, it was the perfect perfect weekend. :)
I truly wish it were longer and we had the energy to do all the other things you planned as well.
But I guess tumatanda na tayo, hwehwehwe.
Same here! Kaya natin 'yan (next time)!
Oh my gulay, the tea looks so tempting.
It really is--and it's making me want to look for more tea places here in Manila :)
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