When you are stuck at the hotel on a crappy day when it pours, what should you do? Well have some tea of course.
As you know, I am exceptionally disgusted by the tea that they serve in the USA, which mainly consists of the of tea that the rest of the world refuses to drink, soil, the residue of expensive (and also cheap) cigars, Madonna's British accent etc.
And you all know of the Boston tea party, where the budding Americans dumped all the fine British tea (forever, now we know) and laid the foundation that would eventually lead to such wondrous things as reality TV, Big Tobacco, home shopping, Jerry Springer and Donald Trump's combover.
But hang on: I am staying at a British hotel here in Boston. So it actually turned out to be a nice warm afternoon indoors, with scones, clotted cream, finger sandwiches and cakes. Who'd have guessed?
2 comments:
wasn't reality tv pretty much a british invention? and how can you ingest something called "clotted cream"? to me it sounds about as appetizing as "thrombocyte pie"
good point. just reinforces that the worst of the british culture (such as bad tea) ends up winning the war stateside
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