I was a guest at a lovely tea party today. A real tea party. Other guests: Sister D(C)., her daughter (and my niece,) K., and Mom. Also Mom’s two orange boy kitties, Barney and Theo, and my beautiful black cat, Cassie, who lives at Mom’s house. This was K’s idea; she is a happy, smart, beautiful 12(almost 13)-year-old. She, her mom, and her sister, the other K., went to France with Mom in 2010, and when K. got home from that trip, she had changed from a girl to a young woman. It has been my pleasure to watch her grow up.
D. and her family bought Mom, and themselves, a gift Mom had been wanting for a long time – Turkish çay (pronounced chai) glasses,
Turkish çay glass
with little silver spoons to go with them. Mom bought them the saucers, and we drank mint tea from Turkish tea glasses almost exactly like the ones Mom, D. and I used when we lived in Turkey.
D. and K. also brought lovely English biscuits, (cookies for us Yanks;) some plain, and some with milk chocolate on top. Mom, after picking me up and bringing me to her house, started right away making scones.
Scones
They were just delicious, and this recipe was new for us; we ate them with fig, blueberry, and (I think) raspberry jam. Yummy all the way around the table.
We had an enjoying, relaxing time, away from the world, as D. described it. K. told Mom about The Hunger Games, and I listened in. She gave a very complete report; she is quite smart, and knows how to speak off the cuff about anything that interests her. We discussed her school; her sister’s volleyball; Mom’s kitty Theo, who was not eating and acting like he’d swallowed something that was stuck in his throat, (he hadn’t been outside in days — more later.) We talked about the high school History classes that D. teaches; about the blog; and family news — interesting to us, though perhaps not to anyone else. We had great fun.
D. and K. then headed out to the Boothbay Botanical Gardens,
Summer at the Botanical Gardens in Boothbay, Maine
which must have been beautiful today. Mom and I went grocery shopping,and on out return to the house, we saw Theo outside, not as nervous as he was earlier. He even let me pet him, which he didn’t even before the throat problem. We were relieved to see him active and looking so much better. I came home and had a nap, as I bet Mom did. Another great Saturday, with D.’s and K.’s visit as the perfect extra touch. Ours was, truly, a lovely tea party.
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Sounds good Judith. I am glad that you had a great time.
It was great!
You lived in Turkey? When>? I’d love to know more about that and the story behind the turkish cay glasses. I’m fascinated.
Your tea party sounds so lovely it made me homesick for my girls and granddaughter K. Family is a must, being friends is a bonus.
Yes, my dad was stationed at Cigli Air Force Base from February 1968 – February 1970. It was fantastic! I remember every minute of it, although I was only a kid. It was a great learning experience for me — still consider it the best time of my life!
That is so cool. I have never been anywhere and consequently live vicariously through others. Have you blogged about those times, what you recall? If not I wish you’d consider it. I’d love to read about that time and Turkey but also it would behoove you to memorialize your memories.
I most certainly have written about it — type Turkey in the Search box, and watch out — a lot of mentions. I’ll try to get through a list of the most important for you.
Having ‘tea’ is so nice. When I have been in England I love how at about 3 pm people tend to stop for a cup, and maybe scones or cake. Yum. I love mint tea.
I am an avid convert!
The tea party sounds just so wonderful Judith, family is so important!
What a very lovely time it sounds and hoping Theo the kitty is doing OK, too. This was such a nice post! 
Thank you, Gabby. It was a nice change from the ordinary day.