tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post9176279369261666660..comments2023-10-12T19:23:36.129-04:00Comments on Boxing The Compass: Tea... (a momentary departure from clothing).Yankee-Whisky-Papahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03700869447555261057noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-42217697742194534642009-04-17T15:02:00.000-04:002009-04-17T15:02:00.000-04:00Savoring this post again after a couple of weeks, ...Savoring this post again after a couple of weeks, I have one more comment: I now notice your delicious line about women emulating "Victorian restraint, nuance, and propriety." As a historian who has written about the ghastly and pretentious "taste" of the Victorian period, I find this particularly juicy in terms of the similar practice you are here lampooning.<br /><br />-New YorkAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4119187433618815256.post-57841596603770960052009-03-29T17:47:00.000-04:002009-03-29T17:47:00.000-04:00Thank goodness you haven't forgotten the blog. Luc...Thank goodness you haven't forgotten the blog. Luckily the "high" tea plague so visible in Boston is here, in New York, lost in the din of, well, a thousand other plagues. It's sad what has become of high tea, since in its older form it could still be such a useful practice. In Berlin, something like high tea still attains, though it runs from about 2pm to 6pm and is called "breakfast." <BR/><BR/>-New YorkAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com