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It was a sunny morning about half eight if I remember correctly and I was sitting there staring out the window waiting for a waitress to come to take my order in this nice quiet cafe. Then again I was in Florida so I suppose I should call it a diner as that’s what it was, hadn’t been there too long before my mind started wandering like it does thinking about home and wondering how long until I think I’ll be ready to go back there.
Then I snapped out of it when I heard darling for about the third time next to me, I looked up to see a blonde smiling at me she had her hair up and was wearing the typical white blouse and checkered apron holding a glass pot of coffee, as she could see she finally had my attention she asked if I wanted to look at the menu and I nodded as she placed it in front of me on the table she asked if I would like coffee I said “no but I’ll have a tea if you do any” she gave me a chipper “oh your British” then listed off all sorts of ice teas.
I responded quite blankly “no English tea?” She blinked a few times, probably trying to give herself some thinking time then finally said “oh yeah you brits like it warm, well we can make you some sweet tea” I of course asked her questionably “what’s sweet tea?” she gives me a little umm along with a head tilt “well we take some tea bags in a pot with some sugar and bring it to the boil” I sighed and said “that will do but can you bring me some milk with that” and of course she looked at me confused but said of course.
