Being a little shameless here, but you can’t help loving being loved, just a tiny bit!
The English Tea Room | Betty’s, Harrogate, Yorkshire
I could not live without black coffee, but on this trip I have returned to my Great British tea drinking roots.
Since 1919 we have also had a great heritage in Betty’s Tea Rooms. There is something so delicately English and old world about a silver tea pot, sandwiches with crusts cut off and a vanilla slice. The girls practiced manners from Felicity’s tea lessons (American Girl) as we sat soaking in the sunshine and beautiful gardens; bliss.