It seems to be a tradition to have high tea with my mom sometime during the winter.
Oten we go with a group of ladies and sometimes it's just us two. There are almost always Kir Royals involved.
This year, for the first time ever, we went with our sweet heats. The four of us dressed up and lifted our pinkies while we sipped Earl Grey at the Biltmore in Montecito.
The Biltmore is so fancy that's it's definitely just for special occasions. But oh boy do they make tastey treats. This year they added macaroons to menu.
That's my dad asleep behind the strawberries. He's more of a coffee guy.