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The Society

Notes from tables, kitchens & curious lives.

The correspondence leaves us. What happens next belongs to you. A pot gets put on. A grandmother's recipe is attempted in a different kitchen. We'd like to keep a record of some of it.

Our table · dressed for the occasionA tea table mid-gathering: mismatched cups, a brass teapot, a cut cake with crumbs, handwritten letters and a botanical print
Fig. 4 — our own table, set and waiting. The first photographs from members travel with Chapter No. 001, January 2027.

Part 1

From your tables

Stories and photographs sent in by members: shared cups, the month's correspondence read aloud, conversations that outlasted the pot. Nothing has been sent in yet — the first post leaves in January 2027. Until then, here are the notes we hope for.

i.

Four cups, three of them mismatched

We read the letter out loud, which nobody planned, and then somebody's mother called and got to hear the rest. 

THE NOTE WE HOPE FOR 

ii.

The grounding ritual I needed. 

I brought a cup of tea with me and enjoyed it with my bath. It felt lavish and luxurious. 

THE NOTE WE HOPE FOR 

iii.

An afternoon that became even more. 

I made the tea for myself, and then my teenage son came out of his bedroom (gasp!) and joined me for a cup as well. 

THE NOTE WE HOPE FOR 

Real notes are printed with permission, lightly edited for length, otherwise left alone.

A real kitchen counter: a slightly burnt cake in its tin, a flour-dusted handwritten recipe card with pencil substitutions, and a child's hands holding a wooden spoon
Fig. 5 — the Chapter No. 001 recipe card, photographed in our own kitchen.

Part 2

From the recipe box

Beginning with Chapter No. 001 in January 2027: members making the monthly recipe in real kitchens. Burnt edges, handwritten substitutions, children helping—the disasters are frequently the better story.

i.

Burnt at the edges, eaten anyway

My oven runs hot and I refuse to admit it. The middle was perfect. We cut the outside off and called it rustic.

The recipe we hope is attempted

ii.

Substituted almost everything

No caster sugar, no lemons, and a child insisting on stirring. Written on the card in pencil now: works with oranges, don't panic.

The recipe we hope is attempted

iii.

My grandmother made this

I hadn't tasted it since I was nine. I stood in my own kitchen and cried a bit, then rang my aunt to argue about the amount of butter.

The recipe we hope is attempted

Part 3

Society gatherings

Tea parties and gatherings in person. Dates and registration will appear here; members are written to first.

A long table set for a tea gathering under trees, with mismatched chairs, teapots, stacked cups, jars of clipped flowers and handwritten place cards
Fig. 6 — the table as we imagine it, before anyone has sat down.

To be announced

Forthcoming

The First RoyalTea Tea Party

A garden, somewhere reachable by train

One long table, several teapots, and no seating plan worth speaking of. Dates, locations and registration will be posted here—members are written to first.

Registration opens nearer the date. Members are written to first.

Seasonal

In planning

Small Tables

Kitchens & sitting rooms of members

Modest gatherings of four or five, hosted by members who'd like to. We'll send a suggested pot, a question to start with, and stay out of the way.

Registration opens nearer the date. Members are written to first.

An invitation, returned

Send us a note from your table

Tell us what you brewed, baked, gathered, remembered, ruined, rescued, or talked about long after the cups were empty.

Correspondence, returned

Send us a note from your table

Handwriting welcome. Photograph the page if that's easier.

What you brewed, baked, gathered, remembered, ruined, rescued or laughed about.

Blurry, crumb-covered and imperfect is entirely acceptable. Up to 10 MB.

By post · No. 001

The correspondence is the beginning of something.

Join the RoyalTea Society and take your place at the table.

Begin your correspondence