A Welcomed Distraction

Since I had two big papers due today, I probably should not have done much this weekend. And, I didn't, really - other than watch a few movies with friends and go out for thai food. But when someone, anyone, invites you to afternoon tea avec free scones at a lovely brasserie, you should probably always say yes. (Unless that person isn't very nice company, of course.)

Periodically while we are at Oxford, either Sally or Stevens will issue an open invitation (given that you are one of the first fifteen to sign up) to go to Sunday afternoon teatime at Browns Bar & Brasserie. It's a short walk from Lincoln, always busy, and bursting with natural light. The two, giant scones + cotted creme + jam + Earl Grey tea could not have been a more satisfyingly pleasant way to take a break from writing about Plato and Homeric warfare. The company was lovely and the tea was strong. We spent most of our time discussing television shows and books and absolutely no school work. 

I am just loving this value placed on enjoying little pleasures (like sipping tea or coffee) throughout the day. I have always said that I think mealtime should be an event, and I am growing quite accustomed to making drinks and the conversation they can facilitate equally prized.

good for goodness sake

elizabeth + whitney, westerners

pascale + cambell, sewanee/westerners

Oh, and, all I ate Sunday: pastries.//oops

P.S. Saturday Night Dinner Out: A peek at my made-to-order, "special," pineapple beef fried rice that was not only beautifully garnished but oh so satisfying.