Returning from a Florence glowing 40C from every stone, I carried a cake from Robiglio wrapped in waxed paper and tied with golden ribbons and bows (pan di spagna soaked in liqueur, covered with freshly-made pasta di mandorle, decorated with mint and violet sugared flowers and leaves, as you ask).
"Today,' I announced, "There will be proper tea."
"Can't have that," replied Mr HG.
Me, snippy in the heat, "Why ever not, just for once?"
"As we all know: proper tea is theft."
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HG: Monsieur Proudhon would be very proud of your hubby! As would Marie Antoinette too.
Bon appetit.
Photo, please.
The old ones are the best ones. And when we finally make it to Tuscany, we shall of course expect said cake for tea. Please! 40c. What's that? Incessant rain and general mildness means that the verdant South West is even more so this year. Everything is HUGE.
So's East Angular, Elby: our garden is suffering from an infection of angelica. Any recipes, anyone?
P.S. HG, can you get Lapsang Souchong in Italy?
Ah, when you've got time HG I must tell you about the Koala tea of Mersea (which is not strained)
Groan.
Elby, that's the consequence of the longest drought in the UK's history...
PS: How does Moses make his tea? Hebrews it..
@dearieme
Crystallise it for decorating cakes (for the next 200 years)
@Ho's pipe.
Correct. Odd, is it not, that the amount of water short in the SE, which triggered the drought status, is equal to the amount lost by leakage by the relevant water authority. That this and the last government have both said that there is no need for extra reservoir capacity in the South East, have nothing to do with the ban of course.
The current government is now proposing legislation to change the long established meaning of a word?
WTF next?
S, we have eaten it, for tea and with the coffee after Sunday lunch. But think Demel, or those cakes you can get in the Grand Sablon (on the right-hand side going towards the flea market as you pass the church).
Yacht, you speak for us all.
if this continues you'll need to rename this blog "punic chronicle"
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