Shall We Have Tea?


Yesterday, three friends and I met for lunch.  The four of us have been friends for around ten years or so, and we’re all connected through racing.

Allow me to introduce them to you.

Phyllis is on the far left. She and her husband own a race car. Karen is in the pink. Her son drives the car that Phyllis and her husband own. Doris is in the blue, and her husband is crew chief for the car that Phyllis owns and Karen’s son drives.  That’s me on the far right, and at one point, when Karen’s son drove in a different division, my Motor Man built his engine.  

We had lunch at the First Lady Tea Room in the Port Warwick section of Newport News.

I can’t really speak for the others, but I almost felt as though I was a little girl playing dress-up. See this beautiful condiment tray? I didn’t know that was raw sugar in the container with the spoon until the others clued me in. (Country girl has arrived in the city!)

My choice for lunch was the quiche and mixed greens. Nice pree-sentation.

To sum up our lunch: the tea room was lovely, the food was delicious, the friendship is special, and now I’ve seen raw sugar.

Ain’t life grand?

19 responses to “Shall We Have Tea?

  1. Everything looks lovely and I’m sure y’all had a great time. COUNTRY GIRL (all caps are intentional!!) that I am would have felt like a fish out of water.

  2. When I was 12, my mother and another mom drove a group of us to Dallas. We had lunch in the “Mariposa” Room of NM. On the table they had colored sugar granules in pink and blue. I thought it was so beautiful, I placed a spoonful of it in a napkin and brought it home. Oh my…thank you for reminding me.

  3. You may consider yourself, as a country girl, but you sure clean-up as a society gal……You worded this beautifully………………jj

  4. Looks like y’all had quite a time. And what a great picture of great friends! Hello to everybody!

  5. you made me snicker on the sugar. 🙂 i’m so glad you have that lovely group of ladies to spend time with. friendship is a gift!

  6. We clean up nicely, tho. It’s nice to see how the other side lives once in a while, but always good to get back to who we are. I’m blessed to have each of you in my life……just as you are.
    ….and I finally got my camera shut.

  7. I am so glad you got to experience raw sugar. What a treat! Sure did have fun with you three yesterday. You are all a treasure to me.

  8. Beautiful, I want to “lunch” there 🙂

    Cheers! MJ

  9. Looks like a perfect time with the girls! We found a French restaurant where they serve the raw sugar in lump format — not cubes, but just lumps. It was quaint and fun!

  10. itsallaboutpurple

    this looks so beautiful. i did this once with friends and we had tea sandwiches, scones and desert, it was marvelous.
    girls lunch….those are the best!!! beautiful picture of all of you!!

  11. Guess what you get for your birthday??? Nope….not raw sugar…well maybe.

  12. I’ve never seen raw sugar, either. Thanks for letting me share in your fun, and educating me in the process. Like June, I, too, would have felt like a fish out of water. Guess she and I are in the same “boat.” 🙂

  13. Susan Burt Smelser

    Ooooohhhh!!! I want to go there! Maybe our next lunch date!

  14. I saw the Racing tab and had to click over. I spent many many years at the track every weekend spring to fall and at racing banquets those few short months between. It wasn’t until health caused me to sit more that I found other pursuits (ha- like thirifting more) to take me away from the track. Well, and 9 years as a Renaissance wench.
    Country girl here as well and I’ve been in those citified situations with hubby’s bosses (holiday dinners) who were more likely to make fun than to be helpful.

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