A few weeks back, I'd made plans with my friend
Stacked Librarian to go to tea at the Ritz-Carlton.
Stacked is about half way through her first pregnancy - she's expecting a little girl in early March. After the busy-ness of the last few months and the sadness of the last few weeks, we thought we could use a little "girl time." So we got all dressed up (it has to be a special occasion for me to wear heels on a Saturday!) and drove past the Occupy Charlotte protesters at Trade and Tryon (yep, the cross streets were named for the intersection where, back in the day, people assembled to both "trade" and "try on" goods). Bonnie was valet parked by uniformed folks who kept a professionally straight face at the gently ageing and highly dependable vehicle in the midst of the Jaguars and BMWs and we strolled into the imported marble lobby as if we belonged there. (Jimmy Buffett wrote about a similar experience in
"Gypsies in the Palace" - check it out sometime!)
The "chocolate tea" at the
Bar Cocoa was simply fabulous! We were taken care of by John, who made quite a fuss over the two of us.
Stacked stuck with hot chocolate (thick as gravy and rich as gold) and I had a variety of teas - John switched up the teas to go with the savory and the sweet parts of the tea. Pixie-sized sandwiches were followed by scones with lemon custard and Devonshire cream, then teensy desserts with hazelnut creme, chocolate mousse, and edible silver.
Ooh-la-la!
We even picked up a few truffles to take home to make the experience last a little bit longer. Just looking at the light green box with its chocolate-colored ribbon makes me happy.
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