I have lots of things I’ve been meaning to post. Including a post about dinner at Elizabeth. Unfortunately, this isn’t that post. This is something smaller, but also something I don’t want to forget to document.
The same weekend that I was in New York for dinner at Ryu, I met up with my younger brother, who’s all grown up and in his first year of college now. I wanted to meet up with him and just chat and catch up on life. (I find that this is more and more important the older I get, otherwise it’s just so easy to lose contact withe people.) So I thought afternoon tea would be a good idea.
I had been meaning to try doing tea at some fancy hotel for a while. Why not the Mandarin Oriental in Columbus Circle?
At these types of places, I try not to expect too much from the teas, because lets face it, the tea isn’t all that special. Often times they’ll just have a few interesting blends or very generic types of nice quality tea. Nothing too special. But what you come to afternoon tea for is the accompanying finger food.
(I’ve been meaning to buy one of these tiered plate stands.)