I’m not a stranger to teatime growing up in a British household, but who has time at 4:00 in the afternoon to stop in this American society?!…..so… we… lunch!  It was never more prevalent that we Yanks love to leisure over a nice midday meal than when I popped into the Whistling Kettle in Ballston Spa, NY today.  The tables were filled with girlfriends, nuclear families and business lunchers who were enjoying steaming, well brewed pots of tea and tiered serving dishes filled with delectable courses of sandwiches, salads and scones. (more…)