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the plant behind me makes my hair look huge |
This was my
second time at the Heathman. Three years ago I had taken my mother to afternoon
tea, but this was before I decided to blog every time I had a cup of tea
somewhere. What I remembered most about that visit was the delicious vanilla
tea I ordered, and thankfully after three years they still had it.
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Tea at the Heathman
was a much more laid back affair than it is in other hotels. It is served in a
quiet section of their mezzanine, and we sat in deep round booths, which made
for a very private atmosphere, so unlike the bustling noise of the Peninsula in
Hong Kong or the Bulgari café in Tokyo.
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Like many
traditional tea places, the finger sandwiches, scones, and pastries are served
on a three-tier platter.
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This was a
wonderful way to commence my four-year stay in Portland. Now I will have to
look for afternoon tea places in Japan!
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