Married by Mayonnaise? We propose vow renewals by tea!

 

Forty-second wedding anniversary: tractor. Could teapot officiated vow renewal be far behind?

A recent Wall Street Journal article detailing a wedding officiated by Manny Mayo—the Hellmann’s mayonnaise mascot—in an outlandish ceremony promoting the Unilever condiment, not only failed to offend us, but actually inspired ideas for our own future vow renewal.

As reported in this month’s WSJ piece, “A Giant Tub of Mayonnaise Married My Friends,” Unilever launched a contest inviting “chicken tender-loving couples” to get married in a dipping sauce commercial.

The winning couple would receive a stipend, a Las Vegas wedding, and a “lifetime of tender-loving happiness.”

Thirty-seven couples applied. The winners, Heather Schroering and Nick Phillips—Brooklyn residents originally from Kentucky (home of KFC)—explained that “chicken might as well be in the state’s constitution.”

Manny officiated the wedding ceremony of two brought together by their disdain of dry sandwiches. 

©Hellmans

Their application video highlighted their shared disdain for dry sandwiches and featured an onion ring being slipped onto a chicken finger, showcasing their mutual love of the absurd—and each other.

Guests were given just two weeks’ notice, yet Heather and Nick quickly gathered 60 RSVPs. The sponsor’s guidelines called for a 30-minute ceremony followed by a “dry” reception (presumably referring to alcohol, not sandwiches). The dress code discouraged wild hues, instead favoring the Hellmann’s color palette. For clarity, Unilever’s reference guide suggested “Kate Middleton on vacation.”

Helpful, indeed. How else would one know how to dress for a wedding officiated by a giant bottle of mayonnaise?

It wasn't all about looks, though, there's a lot of sentiment, too. Manny Mayo offered these profound words: “Like chicken tender dip and chicken tenders, marriage is a beautiful union of two special flavors that just work together.”

It brought tears to many—though whether from laughter or emotion was hard to tell.

As wild as the event was, it was a "blue light special" compared to the average wedding cost. In 2025, estimates hover around $36,000, with nearly 30% of couples footing the entire bill.

Heather and Nick celebrated not only their union, but their financial savvy.

Of course, this isn’t to everyone’s “taste”—literally or figuratively. Some may not wish to immortalize their big day with a condiment mascot in every photo or a menu dominated by tiered trays of chicken tenders.

But we’re not entirely turned off by the idea. In fact, it got us (read, me) thinking about how to renew our vows next year. My husband Chris and I have themed our last three anniversaries: 40th (ruby), 41st (podcast), 42nd (tractor). Could the 43rd be overseen by a giant teapot declaring, “Marriage is like a cup of Earl Grey, a perfect blend of tea with a hint of citrusy bergamot."

We’ll need to workshop that.

Still, if any tea brands are looking for a couple to star in a vow renewal-slash-commercial, we’re available.

Dress code: Kate Middleton in shock.

Root beer has its roots in tea! We found both at the Lewiston Farmer's Market

Nothing beats a refreshing root beer and tea on a summer day in northern Michigan.

One of my favorite summertime drinks, root beer, offers more than just a refreshing, earthy sweetness on a hot August day—it also stirs cherished memories of family trips to an up-north drive-in diner. I can still picture the metal tray clipped to the driver’s window, loaded with fries, burgers, and ice cream floats. For a pre-adolescent diner experience, it felt like a three-star Michelin meal.

Last year, thanks to The History Channel’s “Food That Built America” (Season 5, Episode 3), we learned that root beer actually began as “root tea.” This weekend, we had the pleasure of reconnecting with both the pop and the tea through two engaging vendors at the Lewiston Farmer’s Market.

First, a little on the origins of root beer. 

In 1875, while honeymooning in rural New Jersey, Philadelphia pharmacist Charles Hires and his wife were served “root tea”—an effervescent herbal drink popular in the countryside but virtually unknown in cities. Intrigued, Hires asked the innkeeper for the recipe and, upon returning home, created his own version in a powdered mix of sixteen herbs, berries, and roots—including vanilla and sassafras. When combined with yeast, sugar, and water, it produced a bubbly, refreshing beverage.

As a supporter of the Temperance movement, Hires ensured the fermentation process was halted before alcohol formed. He believed his root tea could serve as a wholesome alternative to the heavily consumed alcoholic drinks of the day.

When it came time to market his creation, Hires consulted his friend Reverend Russell Cowell, who knew Philadelphia very well. Hires initially planned to call the drink “root tea,” but Cowell, surprisingly, advised against it, noting that “men around here don’t drink tea.” Observing its appearance, Cowell suggested a more fitting name: “root beer.”

The rest, as they say, is root beer history. . . 

Back to its roots in tea and root beer at the Lewiston Farmer's Market:

This weekend, on a warm Saturday afternoon, I met up with up old and new friends, and returned with a bag full of treasures, including root beer tea and a few bottles of Sarsaparilla. 

(And for those of you unfamiliar with the location, Lewiston is a small town in northeast Michigan, between Gaylord and Mio and stone's throw from Garland Resort.)

Ryan Cottrell of Sweet Cooper Farm, literally and figuratively, stands behind his real good Sarsaparilla.

Real good root beer from Sweet Copper Farm

In a hard-to-miss booth that occupies a large corner space in the Lewiston Market, Ryan Cottrell, of Sweet Copper Farm, literally and figuratively, stands behind the claims of his Sarsaparilla being the "best root beer in the world". 

Behind a table filled with Sweet Copper Sarsaparilla and a tray of free samples, a sign that rivals expressway-sized billboards, proclaims: “Real spices. Real sugar. Real good!”

And, it really is really good!

Sweet Cooper Sarsaparilla with real sugar and real spices.

Although, root beer is not Sweet Copper Farm's only product for sale at the market, it’s a crowd favorite on a hot northern Michigan day.   We came, we sampled, we loved, and yes, we bought. (And we’ll be back for more!)

Tricia Adamen of Tee Lake Treats and Tea, offers a variety of unique tea blends and scrumptious treats.

Tee Lake's Rooibos Rootbeer Tea

Nearly a year after our first introduction, we were thrilled to reconnect in person with Tricia Adamen of Tee Lake Treats and Tea. Though her scrumptious baked goods were nearly sold out when we arrived, we got the scoop on her latest tea creations—including tea bath salts, which we picked up for our guests at Pemberly Pines.

Package of Tea Lake Treats and Tea Rootbeer Rooibos.

One edible tea mix that immediately caught our eye—especially after our Sweet Copper Farm stop—was Tee Lake’s root beer tea. Tricia combines sarsaparilla root and root beer flavor with rooibos tea for a unique loose-leaf blend. Just opening the pack and inhaling its aroma gives a delightful preview of what’s to come.

Like its cold counterpart, the Rooibos Root Beer Tea is hearty, full-bodied, and refreshing. Steeped hot for the recommended five minutes, it delivers rich sarsaparilla goodness in every sip.

We're looking forward to our next visit to the Lewiston Farmer's Market. In the meantime, we've got root beer, both hot and cold, to enjoy. 

A timely reminder, August 6 is National Root Beer Float Day. 

A tea cup and frosty mug toast to you!  

For more information on both vendors featured on today's blog, visit them at:

Sweet Copper Farm's  Facebook page.

Tea Lake Treats and Tea website. 

Alice’s Tea Cup offers whimsy, comfort and delicious tea in Manhattan’s Upper West Side

Narrow storefront entry to Alice's Tea Cup defies the rambling, charming space inside.

Alice's Tea Cup provides a whimsically delicious comfort tea in Manhattan's bustling Upper West Side. A deceptively narrow storefront entry defies the rambling interior with rosy red and pink walls and fanciful Alice in Wonderland-themed decor. The enchantment extends beyond the surroundings to the menu, the service, and the surprisingly reasonable pricing for afternoon tea.

Earlier this month, following a morning of museum touring in Midtown, our party of three—my husband Chris, our daughter Rachel, and me—headed north for a 1:00 reservation at Alice’s Tea Cup. It was our first visit, and we quickly discovered that it’s the perfect spot to unwind, recharge, and indulge in a delightful tea-time escape.

Our party enjoyed the "tea for three" which included two pots of tea, scones, sandwiches and dessert.

The menu features a variety of lunch and brunch options, but our sights were set on the afternoon tea. Guests can opt for tea and scones alone, or choose full tea service for one or two. In our case, we added a third guest to the “tea for two” option—offered at $88—with an additional $20 for our trio. This package includes two pots of tea, assorted tea sandwiches, four freshly baked scones, and a shared dessert. The mixed berry and chocolate chip scones were clear favorites, served warm with cream and jam.

Mixed berry and chocolate chip favorite scones.

Enjoying a cup of Earl Grey.

For our tea choices, we selected Earl Grey and White Champagne Raspberry. Both were perfectly steeped and satisfying—so much so that we bought a bag of the white tea to take home.

The cheerful ambiance invites guests to come as they are, whether casually dressed or in full tea-time finery. It’s a charming oasis in the heart of Manhattan, where visitors can sip, relax, and enjoy afternoon tea without breaking the bank.

Retail counter up front.

Guests can purchase tea to take home.

We’ll definitely be back. And to borrow a line from Alice’s delightfully mad host: at Alice’s Tea Cup, “it’s always time for a wonderful tea time.”

Scones served with cream and jam.

Cake, macarons and cookies for dessert.

Alice's Tea Cup changed owners last year, after Haley and Lauren Fox sold the tea business to Jeni He. The Fox sisters ran Alice's Tea Cup for over twenty year and expanded operations to "Chapter 2" and "Alice to Go".  The Chapter 2 location recently closed, but the carry out "to go" spot in Brooklyn is still open. For more information, visit their website at alicesteacup.com.

Alice's Tea Cup:  We'll be back!

Bottger's teapot that struck gold! A close encounter at the Frick Museum (aka "rock star status for red stoneware")

The moment had arrived! Seeing Bottger's highlighted teapot (far left, second shelf) was golden!

During the height of quarantine in 2020, the Frick Museum launched a weekly video series titled Cocktails with the Curator, where a museum expert would present a curated object—be it a painting, clock, or ceramic—paired with a themed drink. My favorite episode, which I replayed like a Casey Kasem chart-topper, was Böttger’s Teapot, a riveting dive into Europe’s first successful attempts to replicate Chinese porcelain. As tea, coffee, and chocolate swept into western Europe in the 17th century, so, too, did the desire for elegant serving ware among the royals and aristocracy.

In our BTS blog, Böttger’s Teapot, Cocktails, Mocktails and the History of European Porcelain from the Frick Museum (February 2021), we shared the remarkable story of Johann Friedrich Böttger. Born in Germany in 1682, Böttger began in his family’s trade of coin minting before spinning tales that he was an alchemist capable of transforming base metals into gold—a claim that piqued the interest of European royals, starting with Frederick of Prussia. When the illusion couldn’t hold, Böttger fled to Dresden, only to be captured by Augustus the Strong, who also hoped to cash in on Böttger’s miraculous promises.

Cocktails with Curator, much watched episode, Bottger's Teapot

A fellow prisoner, Ehrenfried Walter von Tschirnhaus, was already experimenting with replicating Chinese porcelain, and it was here that Böttger pivoted—abandoning alchemy and embracing the chemistry of ceramics. After many trials using kaolin, red clay, and feldspar, Böttger produced stoneware—close, but not quite porcelain. A few years later, he finally struck the right combination for white porcelain.

As noted in our May BTS blog, Treasures from Holland: Windmills, Delft and Wooden Shoes, the Dutch had long admired Chinese porcelain and attempted their own interpretations in Delft. However, without kaolin, their ceramics were less durable and of lower quality. Once kaolin deposits were discovered in England and other parts of Europe, demand for Delftware declined.

Portico Gallery includes many ceramics

. . . and other fancy servingware

Still, Böttger’s red stoneware stood out for its beauty. It could be polished or left matte, and many of his works combine both finishes. Several pieces are now housed in the Frick’s collection—including that dazzling 2020 centerpiece, Böttger’s Teapot.

BTS were quick to purchase tickets.

The Frick reopened April, 2025 after renovations.

This April, good fortune came to us as Frick reopened its doors after an almost five-year renovation, and our BTS crew were quick to book tickets for our New York visit. Last week, I stood face-to-face—or more accurately, face-to-pottery—with Böttger’s teapot. It felt like attending an all-star concert of one of America’s Top 40: all the fanfare, none of the noise.

Bottger's teapot, rock star status for red stoneware!

Located in the portico gallery just off the Frick's library, Böttger’s porcelain is part of a hallway lined with exquisite ceramics and serving ware. Seeing this diminutive teapot in person—and its stoneware companions—was nothing short of a golden opportunity.

Angelina's Tea Time: Paris, 2008 - New York, 2025!

Angelina's with the family in New York City

Seventeen years ago, my husband, Chris, and I spent a memorable week in Paris celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary. Alongside the must-see landmarks every tourist checks off—the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, and the Louvre—our well-traveled friends insisted we visit Angelina's for tea. We did, and we especially fell for their blend of Earl Grey (which those same friends eagerly requested we bring back some for them, too).

Recently, we discovered that afternoon tea at Angelina’s is now possible a little closer to home. Our favorite New York couple, Matt and Jenna—who also fondly recall their own delightful experience at the original Paris location—had told us a few years ago that a new Angelina's tearoom had opened in Manhattan and that the offerings were just as delicious.

At Angelina's in Paris, 2008, celebrating 25th wedding anniversary!

Last week, while in New York, our family made a nostalgic pilgrimage to Angelina’s in Bryant Park. We were thrilled to once again be surrounded by the rich décor and delectable tea treats that had enchanted us in Paris all those years ago.

Back in Paris, I had been captivated by Angelina’s ambiance: large murals, cream-colored walls and elegant moldings, and wood tables with marbleized tops. Yet what lingered most in my memory was the charm of the space and the gently aged patina of its furnishings.

Afternoon tea, small but reasonably priced.

Each sweet and savory artfully presented!

The New York location faithfully echoes the original with its French provincial flair—similar murals and leather-cushioned chairs adorn the space—but having opened in 2020, it gleams like a freshly minted coin. It will take a few decades to acquire the well-worn character of its century-old predecessor.

Two of three opted for Angelina's hot chocolate (see whipped cream accompaniment on table).

According to their website, Angelina’s was founded in 1903 by confectioner Antoine Rumpelmayer, who named the tearoom after his beloved daughter-in-law. It quickly became the "epitome of French sophistication," attracting Parisian luminaries such as Marcel Proust and Coco Chanel (and, one hundred and five years later, your humble BTS blogger).

Lemon tart - as delicious as it is beautifully presented!

During this visit to the NY Angelina’s, my daughter Rachel and I opted for the afternoon tea: an elegant array of sweets and savories served on a two-tiered silver tray. Though scones were absent, we were treated to a steaming pot of tea—naturally, I chose the Earl Grey. At just under $50 per person, it felt like a reasonable indulgence. The tea treats were beautifully presented and exceptionally flavorful.

Angelina's Earl Grey is the best!

Chris chose a Caesar salad, while Matt and Jenna shared a croque monsieur and a lemon tart. A few in our party couldn’t resist Angelina’s legendary hot chocolate: warm, thick, and gloriously sweet.

Rachel purchasing chocolate mix, but no Earl Grey. 

To cap off our delightful visit, we stopped by the glass counter to purchase some Earl Grey to bring home, only to find it sold out. I told the gentleman behind the register that Angelina's Earl Grey is simply the best. He smiled and said, "I know—that’s why it’s sold out."

Mais bien sûr!

Angelina's in NYC's Bryant Park

One thing we’re certain of—we’ll be back (for all the above!).

Frick Museum: Gilded Age Cast and Barb's Tea Service reap dividends from visit!

The Frick's Garden Court

The Frick Collection, aka "The Frick", is a Gilded Age legacy - a palatial structure built as an impressive residence on Manhattan's Fifth Avenue to house an equally impressive art collection. Construction was completed in 1914 and twenty-one years later it morphed into the art museum Henry Clay Frick had envisioned. After nine decades of operation, it closed down in 2020 for renovations. This April, it reopened and among its early guests this month: the cast of HBO's "Gilded Age" and the Barb's Tea Service cohort. 

Last weekend, I was joined by husband, Chris, daughter, Rachel and our favorite New York couple, son and daughter-in-law, Matt and Jenna, as we walked past the iron gates to the former home of Gilded Age businessman, Henry Clay Frick. The recent updates include access to the second floor, used previously as staff offices, now restored to gallery and living space as the Frick's would have known it, complete with restored wallpaper and period furniture. 

"George Russell" from Gilded Age

Old and new money, free reign of staircase

There are a few restrictions for patrons:  limited areas for photographs and the grand staircase is one-way - guests can only go up, but not down. However, after seeing a recent post of the cast of the Gilded Age on said staircase and pictures snapped throughout The Frick, their group may have been allowed a few more exceptions.  But, whether you play a fictionalized "new money" railroad magnate or are but a humble Gilded Age-obsessed blogger, there's much to enjoy at this museum.

For most guests, staircase is only one-way; you can go up, but you cannot go down.

Henry Clay Frick began his fortune in the late 19th century in coking, essential in steel production. Later, he teamed up with Andrew Carnegie, becoming Chairman of Carnegie Steel. Eventually both enterprises became part of U.S. Steel, one of the companies formed by Gilded Age banker and financial investor, J.P. Morgan. Like Morgan, whose former house is also a museum/library, Frick was a great collector of art, and at times, both were in competition to acquire the same treasured masterpiece..  

We visited in March, 2024 (see Tuesday Tea and Tomes: Personal Librarian) and also this month (stay tuned for future blog story!).

Favorite NYC couple, Matt & Jenna

With Rachel in Garden Court

Ian Wardropper, a former director of the Frick Collection, was quoted in the New York Times (April, 2025), stating "[Frick] hated losing a painting he wanted."

Wardropper also explained that Frick had "traditional tastes, favoring landscapes and portraits of famous men and beautiful women, over anything edgy. He typically passed on nudes or religious paintings, except for Giovanni Bellini's "St. Francis in the Desert."

Clock collection - a Jack Trotter invention?

A portion of the porcelain collection.

In addition, Frick bought paintings by Vermeer, Salomon van Ruysdael and Hobbema, as well as Rembrandt, Gainsborough, Reynolds, Manet, Renoir and Degas.  There are also collections of clocks, watches (perhaps one from Gilded Age's Jack Trotter?)  and ceramics, including early pottery from Meissen and Dresden. The latter includes the  Bottger's teapot that we wrote about in 2021 (Bottger's Teapot) and finally got to see personally - it was AMAZING and future blog story to come!)

We plan to return for more returns at The Frick!

Our BTS cohort so enjoyed viewing all the masterpieces in the galleries, and though we may not have had run of the house like "Mr. Russell", we were in awe of all the incredible art in this home-turned-museum. 

Frick said that it made sense to keep some of your wealth in art that surrounds you, not just invested in bonds. With the former, he said, "you can draw your dividend daily". We certainly felt we received ample return on our admission investment. 

In fact, we plan to return for more returns at The Frick. 

Jane Austen Festival moves to Cincinnatti: Location changes but traditions remain with hot temps, hot tea and a sizzling Mr. Darcy!

Jane Austen Festival moves from Louisville to Cincinnatti in 2025

Despite a new location, a new host and a few year's hiatus, the Jane Austen Festival traditions continued this weekend with hot temps, hot tea and a sizzling Mr. Darcy - and just in time for the 250th anniversary of the celebrated author's birth.

Rachel, Barb & Cara sharing old and new Austen traditions at Heritage Musuem

My daughter, Rachel, and I began attending the Jane Austen Festival, originally hosted by the JASNA (Jane Austen Society of North America) Louisville Chapter in 2009 - it was their second and our first - and we watched as the weekend event grew and prospered.  

Afternoon tea in Louisville, Festival 2010

                  

                     Tea set up at Heritage Village 2025

Rachel and I made it our own tradition for a decade, traveling south to Louisville every July to enjoy the events the Louisville Chapter assembled at the historic Locust Grove estate. We reserved our afternoon tea, shopped the stores in "Meryton" and took our seat under the big tent for featured speakers and, what came to be one of our favorite features, "Dressing Mr. Darcy".

Welcome Reception, 2025. Prior to 2019, Barb & Rachel missed only one festival in 2011 (but "improvised" in England).

(The only Louisville festival we skipped was 2011, when I joined Rachel in England that same summer for a week during her study abroad and we conducted our own Jane Austen excursion in Chawton and Winchester. With a bit of a twist, we still kept the JA July tradition.)

Over the years, we met up with some impressive guest speakers, including authors, John Mullans and Jo Baker, as well as Patrick Stokes, a direct descendant of Jane Austen's youngest brother, Charles.

So, we were eagerly awaiting the revived Jane Austen Festival for 2025, not exactly sure what awaited us at Heritage Village in Sharonville, a suburb of Cincinnati.   We were keenly aware, however, of  the delightfully personal advantages for us at this new venue. Not only did this location reduce our travel time by two hours, but it is a most  convenient ten minute drive from the home of our dear sister/aunt, Cara, who was both our host and our guest for the weekend.

Together, we journeyed to Friday night's "Welcome Reception".  An earlier post on the event's website stated that many tickets sent after registration were not downloadable and, in lieu of a paper receipt,  a list of names would be used for checking in guests. That was a tip off that the entry process may be a bit slow. And, predictably, it was. 

Rachel and Cara sampling Austen blends from Churchill's fine teas.

But once past the contained chaos, we helped ourselves to a charcuterie cup, a sweet treat and a beverage of choice and found our way outside to Meryton.  Here we were given an advanced, exclusive opportunity to meet with the Austen-themed vendors. We sampled and purchased the Jane Austen collection of teas from Churchill's (a future blog story!) while "window-shopping" through a sea of white-tented storefronts. 

Brian Cushing, aka "Mr. Darcy", was a highlight (as always) of the Austen Festival.

Saturday, we returned for the full-on Jane Austen Festival and, after a few misguided directions and another slightly confusing check-in process, we were at last within the Historic Village and thrilled to see our Mr. Darcy was the first presenter at the Somerset Church, a small, but (bonus!) air-conditioned building at the end of the tiny town.

Brian Cushing, who we've followed throughout the JA Festivals, has been demonstrating the art of dressing and undressing Mr. Darcy for almost twenty years. His talks never disappoint, but this weekend's address hit it out of the park - or should I say, a hearty thwack of the mallet through a Pall Mall wicket? Cushing's dissertation was as layered as his gentleman's attire which included hat, jacket, waistcoat, breeches, stockings, boots and a cravat tied to the neck of the shirt.

Mr. Darcy 2009

Miss G. and Mr. D, 2009

And, of that last item it was the women who made the many shirts of the gentleman's wardrobe - which prompted a question from an astute participant in the back. She asked if this person would be a "gentlelady" or a house servant.

Cushing noted the shirts were typically made by the ladies of the house (although staff could certainly be given the task). He continued to explain that sewing was a skill and an occupation of accomplished ladies, adding that after King Henry VIII removed his first wife, Catherine from his palace, she continued to make shirts in exile. (That's a following a thread of thought, literally.)

Jane Austen Festival guests at Heritage Village

Back in the Village, we toured a number of homes with varying degrees of Austen connections and insight and took in one more presentation at the church where the air conditioning was the true star. Though the Festival moved to another state, weatherwise, southern Ohio has much in common with Louisville and we were once again reacquainted with the region's toasty temps of the season. 

But, as mentioned above, it's part of the traditional trio: hot temps, hot tea and, oh, so sizzling, Mr. Darcy. 

Jane Austen Festival in Cincinnatti:  We'll be back in 2026 with fan!

And, as for a few bumps in the country roads of this year's Jane Austen Festival, we attribute those to "growing pains" for a new venue, a new host and an extended break. We look forward to Heritage Village's Jane Austen Festival, 2026 and we'll remember to pack a fan in our reticule to keep cool from all the Festival's essential elements!