Tomorrow is the party.
Am I ready?
Do I have a plan and the energy to execute it?
For those of you who have escaped my rambling,
tomorrow is Ms. Savannah's 18th Birthday Soiree,
and she has chosen a British theme.
Fortunately, I live in a metropolitan area and have access to ANY ethnic
cuisine you could imagine.
Miami is a fantastic melting pot of cultures, food, art, festivals, and shops.
Within walking distance of our house are four Asian markets,
from Korean to Thai.
And this shoppe has a fantastic tea room with ornate plumed hats you are free to borrow for effect!
They do regular tea, along with birthday parties.
However, my besties, we're here for the food.
And the selection here does not disappoint!
This tin doubles as a bank, by the way, with a slot for change in the top.
As does this one.
Oh, the decisions!
I think we should start with a nice honey comb from the farmer's market
next door to give the table a touch of OOMPH.
Not a problem!
A nice red, white and blue floral arrangement with a Union Jack
should set a formal tone.
We have to have a banner.
Definitely a necessity for our refreshments!
I was told tea is a must for the day's menu.
Oh yes...you know the strawberry hound wants this.
If you've been to Club Cool, formerly known as Ice Station Cool, located at the Innovations Pavilion at Disney's Epcot, you know that you can buy the world a Coke...
What could be crazier party food than zesty honey???
What a kooky food!
Haggis is a savory pudding containing sheep's pluck (heart, liver and lungs); minced with onion, oatmeal, suet, spices, and salt, mixed with stock, and traditionally encased in the animal's stomach and simmered for approximately three hours.
My husband eats this at Scottish Festivals.
Not even on a bet, mind you.
I have to buy some of this, just for the faces.
I seem to have forgotten that my daughter is a vegetarian?
The senseless brutal murder of innocent carrots is afoot!
If that's not enough, I think really salty canned fish with the heads
on them ought to do it.
No offense to my besties in London, but...
Let's get to the tasty stuff, shall we?
Candy made out of tea?
Someone is taking this whole thing too far.
Same island, right?
Look, she gets her red highlights from my side.
She can do some Scottish on her scones.
I might eat these.
In the car.
On the way home.
And smuggle the box to the trash in the side yard.
Ever done that with a Burger King bag?
Oh, shut up, you have too.
Absolutely, without question, on the menu.
I can see a Victorian parlor now.
Oh, my bad...
Doctor Who fans, relax!
We'll have these AND Jelly Babies for the premier!
I make amazing shortbread;
I used to bake wedges dipped in chocolate every Christmas for my grandfather,
a Thomson from Edinburgh.
(Ever wonder where Thom got his name? It's Thomson, not Thomas.)
Alas, mine is not in the shape of, and I quote,
"OMG, those are the squeeeeeeeeeeee cutest puppy cookies ever the feels I have
I want them because of REASONS!!!"
I'll be purchasing a box.
I was unaware sophistication came in a box.
Tea would hardly be complete without lemon curd and a jar of
wild, sexy, out-on-a-limb jam with champagne!
I may need to get a tiny gift or twelve...
We don't watch soccer, but we could claim they have a spot on curling league, right?
Hey, at least I knew who Manchester United was, okay?
Perhaps a puzzle?
A room full of teens concentrating for hours on a scale model
of the SS Titanic!
Yeah, I don't see it either.
I loved the card selection.
"You're 50, Dowager, stiff upper lip and wax that hump!"
Tell me there's a euphemism in there somewhere.
Add this to the list!
Let's make our Welsh/Mohawk grandfather happy, shall we?
No, not THAT happy.
I'm buying her things she can't use right now
for her first apartment.
Why not something for a car she doesn't have?
I like them.
But they don't look like clubs.
So right now, I'm shifted into high gear,
listening to traditional British music for inspiration.
I keep sliding my bra off under my shirt and hurling it at the wall for some reason.
After I've gathered my underwear, I'll commence with slicing
cucumbers paper thin and spreading unsalted butter on white bread,
an item never before seen in my home.
It said to right here in this book.
Next week, tea cake recipes, lemon bread, decoupaged pumps
and mustache pictures.
I can't show too much with the birthday girl stalking me!