“Come, let us have some tea and continue to talk about happy things.”
– Chaim Potok
The Tea Bookroom is for me a victorian tea room surrounded by hundrends of books; a place frozen in time, with wrought-iron tea tables and the smell of cinnamon and cloves carrying lightly through the air.
The Tea Bookroom is a place to revel in the quiet, with a book in one hand, a small and tasty pastry in the other and a hot cup of tea waiting to be enjoyed.
It is an enchanted, magical and quiet place that is located on the boundary between dream and reality, a thin border ready to be walked on at every sip of tea, and with every new page.
The Tea Bookroom is my Secret Garden, my Wonderland and my Wizarding World.