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I tell 'ya, tea time is hard-wired into some people, like my English other-half. I laugh about it mostly, but there have been a few instances where I don't know what to think. I remember a day in Orlando a while back, and he INSISTED that we take a break at 4 pm; not just any break, but one with a traditional 3-course finger sandwiches, scones, and cream, and of course tea. I argued that we weren't even in our "home" time zone. But nope, off to Epcot World UK Pav it was.
That's one anglo-ism that has rubbed off a bit on me. I love exotic flavoured teas, not big on the regulars.
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