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Having lunch with my daughter at a tea room in town that closed their doors some years back. All of their food was not only delicious, it was art on a plate. They had this citrus-basil viniagrette dressing for their beautiful salads that I loved.

It was such a chic place, but I didn't mind -- and Kat loved it.

Ah, the cream puff swans. Sigh.

This was way back in 2012. Katherine was worried about all the hoopla at the time about the world ending because the Mayan calendar had run out. So I took her to the tea room and told her, "If the world ends, then we'll have had one last wonderful lunch together."

World is still here. So are we. The power of tea room lunches. :)

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nightsmusic said…
I loved that tea room. I know, I'd never been, but looking through the pictures and reading the stories was so fun. I think I would have been very comfortable there.
December 20, 2020 at 2:32 PM
Maria Zannini said…
The food looks amazing. I never feel comfortable in artsy, trendy places, but I'd make an exception if the food looked like that. It's sad they closed their doors.
December 21, 2020 at 4:50 AM
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