and the winner is…
me! for i am the proud new owner of a lovely pink beehouse teapot. ’twas a birthday gift from the boy, following such hint-droppery as, “i know what i want for my birthday: a beehouse teapot!” and “i have seen the pink one up the street, at the shop near bray’s books, called plenty. i have seen the yellow one in the same shop, except at bondi junction.”
for those of you following the saga of raspberry-coconut versus lemon curd, the loser was… also me, for when i rocked up to the markets on saturday, the cake stall was an empty counter between thai food and hippy vegetarian stodge. hungh.
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Waaaaaaah.
but you have a luverrly consolation beehouse teapot 🙂
what was the first tea brewed in the bee house?
you may like to know that my name (my real one, not this one); Deborah means “bee” in Hebrew.
oh, but the teapot was definitely the blue ribbon first prize! the first tea and second tea brewed within was genmaicha. mmm… ricey…
Purty in pink!