Text by Cheryl Turner
Photograph Courtesy of Paris In A Cup
I’ve been in the tea enterprise for greater than 20 years, however my historical past with the drink dates again to my childhood when my grandmother would gown me up and take me to tearooms in Los Angeles.
I vividly bear in mind my first expertise. We walked into a room full of girls and gents dressed for afternoon tea—white gloves and hats on the women, fits for the gents. While the room was full, the conversations have been hushed and quiet. As tea etiquette dictates, individuals have been utilizing their inside voices, and I may even hear the faint tinkling of spoons in opposition to teacups. When we have been seated at our desk, I used to be nearly dizzy with pleasure as I perused the china service set earlier than us. We have been introduced pots of scorching tea and little tea sandwiches on date bread, together with candy treats. I used to be hooked!
Fast-forward to 1993 after I bought an vintage mall with a little tearoom known as Some Place in Time in the Old Towne district of Orange, California. With my finest buddy and enterprise companion, I labored to present our friends the identical expertise I loved as a little one. Eight years later, we offered the enterprise. But after a few years, my sister Valerie and I continued speaking about opening one other tearoom of our personal, and finally we determined to go for it. Wanting a completely different theme and look, we opted for a Parisian twist so friends would have an expertise they’d all the time bear in mind. In 2007, we opened Paris In A Cup, a French-themed salon and café. We are overjoyed that we’re celebrating our 11th 12 months.
The signal over our doorways reads Que les invités qui entrent dans cette maison, repartent en amis, which suggests “May all who enter as guests, leave as friends,” in French, in fact. I’m so blissful to have made so many pretty buddies and reminiscences throughout a cup of tea!
From TeaTime March/April 2018