<p>There is nothing more deliciously civilized than Afternoon Tea. </p>

<p>I was introduced to this tradition years ago through a friend from Scotland.  We would try different tea houses around the city and disappear for hours and hours on end.  Afternoon Tea can be a real time vacuum.  This is perfect for people like me who have a hyperactive brain and don't sit still for very long.  Tea forces you to stop and smell the tea leaves.   </p>

<p>So what better time to resurrect this tradition than my birthday week when I launched a blog and barely slept in three weeks? </p>

<p>My friends gathered at the Front Porch Tea Cafe run by the sweetest, motherly ladies.  When I made the reservation on the phone, I knew that we were going to be spoiled rotten when the owner addressed me as "honey".  Not in a syrupy-obnoxious sort of way, but in a warm-fuzzy sort of way. </p>

<p>And we were indeed spoiled and honeyed with both the service and the treats:  apple cinnamon scones with cinnamon devonshire cream, 3 different kinds of tea sanwhiches, countless desserts, and the main attraction of Tea. </p>

<p>We were even allowed to pick our own tea cup.  Dahlings, how could you not relax in a setting such as this? </p>

<p>Have you ever been to an Afternoon Tea?  Or has it been a long time since you have indulged in one? </p>

<p>Invite your friends to escape for an afternoon of loveliness. </p>

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