It's true - tiny cakes and tea make you happy
I'm not sure why us gals all tend to go a bit giddy when we see things in miniature, but there's just something so sweet about an afternoon tea platter filled with mini treats and thumbelina-sized sandwiches.
My sister recently treated me to afternoon tea at the Pump Rooms in Bath. As I sipped on Earl Grey, gobbling up an unashamedly LARGE stand of cakes, I realised that they were less little cakes but more tiny works of art.
It was a sticking-your-pinky-out tea drinking kind of experience.
(Aka quite posh.)
With a string quartet playing in the background we felt pretty damn sophisticated and I sat there trying to pinpoint what it was exactly that made the simple art of eating and drinking so special.
When we're in an unfamiliar environment faced with tiny little cakes, we make so much more of an occasion of eating.
As Henry James once said, "There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea." And I bloody well agree. Especially when a cheeky prosecco is thrown into the mix ;)
Perhaps it's a question of taking the time to be mindful about our food and really appreciating every last morsel. So why don't we do this on a daily basis?
We should view the act of eating and drinking as a real pleasure, not something to be rushed.