A cup of afternoon tea, with a little milk and honey, is one of my favorite guilty pleasures. I decided to invite Resli and Lela to join me for a cup, to see if they shared the family trait. (Both my mother and my grandmother love(d) a good cup of tea!) Theirs was weak, sweet and lukewarm.
Resli was skeptical, to say the least. She sniffed it and refused to taste it.
Lela at least took a sip, but went no further.
That's ok, there's still time for them to grow to enjoy the finer things in life!
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