I had forgotten what it feels like.
To feel really warm.
To be really busy.
To need the fans on in the kitchen and the serving area.
To have almost* every customer sitting outside.
To raise the parasols over the tables.
We served SO many Lightwood cheddar ploughmans it became a bit of a production line. Freda made up the salads and added the king of cheeses. I was on filling ramekins: 1 with homemade coleslaw, 1 with pickle, 1 with silverskin onions. Then all that's left to fit onto the plate are the crisps and the cottage roll.
Light lunch? Pah.
*3 ladies chose the warm confines of the main tearoom for their Asparagus and Dolcelatte quiche.
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