Food Blogs

I think that all of my  posts since being in England have been about food...how can they not be when we do things like, eat the best fish 'n chips ever on the beach at sun set...
Does life get any better? 
Not for this pregnant mama...and while we're on that topic have a mentioned that I look like I'm about to pop?  And I still have three months to go...what in the world is going on?

I don't know but it could have something to do with this.
Do you know what that is...up there?
One might say that it is two large biscuits with butter and jelly...in which I would reply, "no you fool, that is a cream tea, and a Cornish specialty."
A cream tea...which I believe I posted about last year, and will continue to do so every time I come here, is a pot of tea, served with two beautiful scones and a side of clotted cream and in this case home made strawberry jam!  Be still my heart.

I didn't eat both scones all by myself, I did share with my husband...begrudgingly.  Honestly, even in eating for two, I don't think that could eat two of these scones all by myself...
I can dream about it though.
Dear Cream Tea....I love you, and despite little tea rooms advertising your existences in quaint American towns, nothing will compare with what you are here in Cornwall...you truly are one of my favorite things.

Lots of Love from your doting fan, Carly

xxx

Thank you for letting me have that moment...

Don't think we left the Little out for one moment, she foolishly opted out of the cream tea and got strawberry ice cream instead...followed by running and giggling through the garden and being chased by everyone but Mama...

I stayed planted on my bench enjoying every last bite of scone and every last sip of tea...

This last picture actually brings a tear to my eye...one of the saddest things I've ever seen.  Until next time Cornish Cream Tea...parting is such sweet, sweet, sorrow.

Don't worry about me too much though, we all left,  belly's brimming with happiness and decided a walk on the beach would do us all well.

For the record, I hate this sweater and plan to burn it asap...it stops me looking pregnant and makes me look like a just gained 50 lbs,  hmmmm which maybe I have.

 See..smiles all around, except for maybe Kev, who was forced to eat my Medusa like hair in the one on the left...



Here's to delicious meals followed by long walks, may we always be indigestion free...

Grace and peace
xxx