I have a confession. I expect the entire internet to hate me after this, but here goes:
I don't really like Downton Abbey.
I mean, I thought it was funny when the Dowager Countess asked what a weekend was. But that's about it. Each episode -- and we're on season 3, so it's not like I haven't given it a chance -- I find myself wishing I was doing something else about halfway through. So I do.
Sometimes I even clean. That's how not into it I am.
Honestly, I don't know why I'm not a fan. I like British things as much as the next girl. Digestives! Pride and Prejudice! The graphic design of the London Underground! Love Actually!
We love tea in this house. Y is half British and grew up drinking PG Tips. Now, tea is kind of a ritual around here... so much so that we've basically devoted a corner to it.
(Y has had to move on to stronger doses of caffeine, so coffee gets a place of honor, too.)
But wait, you're thinking, Doesn't the idea of curling up in front of Downton Abbey with a cup of tea sound romantic?
The answer is NO.
I would much rather sip this classy beverage while watching a ragtag gang of strangers murder zombies.