We had a quintessential English tea yesterday at a charming little establishment called Badger's Hall in an even more charming town called Chipping Campden. The recklessly high-carb lunch included tea sandwiches—cucumber for me and salmon for Dan—scones with clotted cream and jam, and treacle pie (which our waitress described as being very naughty). Oh, and a pot of tea, too. Being a huge 'Wind in the Willows' fan I was smitten by the ambiance of Badger's Hall and half expected Mr. Toad to pop in for a cuppa.
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