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This past Friday, I arrived at the Willard Hotel for a much anticipated annual holiday tea with one of my good friends. The place was bursting with people bustling around the huge Christmas tree admiring its branches heavily laden with ornaments, bows, garland and lights; it is a show stopper that takes center stage in a lobby decorated with old world warmth and charm.

For the past two years, we have had tea in the Alley location, a cozy softly lit narrow corridor that lends itself to private conversation though there are many seated amongst you also there to enjoy a holiday afternoon away from the crowds. So when we were escorted to a table in a nook just off the lobby, I was perplexed then a bit disappointed. The tables were too close together, the harp right behind us, and the lights were quite bright. As I sat down, the comfort of the cushion beneath my bum immediately welcomed me,

suggested I sit back, relax….all would be well. It was. I barely noticed what others chatted about as I talked with my friend and yes, though the music sounded louder than I like, it did not disturb our ability to hear each other nor did we have to shout. I glanced around the room and got tickled -- it was full of other gal pals and mothers and daughters enjoying holiday tea at the Willard too! I suddenly felt warm, grateful… it was a lovely time.

If we allow the little disappointments to take control we may miss out on all that is so very good. Being in a new spot did not dampen a holiday tradition that's in its third year nor did it diminish the delight my friend and I shared sipping champagne, followed by tea and a tower of tasty finger foods both savory and sweet. My favorites this year were two tarts, one made with goat cheese and caramelized onions, the other a pumpkin pie topped with a

raspberry and crème fraiche, each a tiny morsel of big time sinful deliciousness! I am counting the days until next year when once again it will be time for tea at the Willard.

Sometimes we must be grateful for what is rather than what isn't so...

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