As an American, I'm not super familiar with the traditional high tea ritual. Once for a bachelorette party I had tea at the Bellagio with a bunch of fancy ladies. We had champagne and lots of tiny delicious foods. This cake would have been a gaudy yet not unwelcome addition.
Sorry tower, I have to flip you over to drink my tea. No slight against the French, promise.
I'm a sucker for stacking tea sets for one. I'm also a sucker for hand-painted animal faces, so this is pretty much the best gift you could ever give me.
Someday, everything in my kitchen will be shaped like an animal, all the while remaining incredibly useful.
We'll save the porcelain set for when she learns that we pour tea into the cups not onto the saucers.
You're all tall and mighty now, but just wait until I take you down a couple notches when I'm drinking my tea.
