Mr. Trump & Mrs. Trump & daughter Trump & son-in-law Trump have all landed safely in India, you’ll be thrilled to learn.
The so-called leader of the free World will, in his brief 3 hour sojourn in the western city of Ahmedabad, squeeze in a hi tea.
I KNOW it is usually written as high tea, I know, I know, but:
a) this is for the Trumps, after all
b) perhaps it is meant to say “Hello tea,” but they Americanised it.
Whatever the reason, let us not quibble about grammar nor spelling, and let us rather examine the menu for said “Hi tea”.
Firstly, please don’t miss that this Hi tea is for VVIPs.
So glad we sorted that one out.
This is a cracker of a feast, I think you”ll all agree.
Canned juice and tetra-pack coconut water
I mean why on earth would you get fresh coconuts, readily available, when you can generate plastic waste, right?
Live counter tea coffee
American/English/Darjeeling/Assam/Earl grey/Green and Lemon tea…er, excuse me, where’s the promised coffee, then?
Those yummy cookies, though.
And as for that “Broccoli & corn button samosa” – whew!
What A Culinary Concoction.
Not exactly being a Gujarati veggie domestic goddess, I have absolutely no idea what a corn button samosa is, but I do have a couple of questions, which perhaps you can answer:
Is it a “corn button” samosa?
Or is it perhaps a corn “button samosa“?
And what, pray, is a corn button when it’s at home?
And for that matter, what is a button samosa when it’s at home?
And what does this fabled corn button thingamajig look like?
I think we should be told.
NOW I understand why they are serving canned juice…they are saving the fruit for the last bit – the exotic fresh fruit platter.
Makes total sense, now.
Looks like one yummy spread.