My big sister in spirit, Gaily, stopped by a few afternoons ago for what I like to call a little tête-à-tarte: an intimate afternoon of tea, decadence and spirited conversation.
Comestibles came in the form of pear cup-pies, cucumber and smoked salmon sarnies, vanilla madeleines and, of course, it wouldn’t be Christmas if Guinness gingerbread bundts, complete with brown butter glaze, weren’t in attendance. 48 hours of baking later, it was lovely to just sit and chat with my girl about everything from day jobs of artists to the meaning of home.
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Now THAT’s the T! As Alaska says, brevity is the soul of wit.
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Who knew Alaska was Polonius? 😉
I love the “tête-à-tarte” expression!! Brillant.
Thank you! I always said if I started an in-home chef or small catering business, that’s what I would call it 🙂