Sunday Tea

Tea at the Haunted Mansion

When teabags steep in tarnished kettles
And strange and scintillating scents flutter from the scones
That is the time when ghosts are present –
Appreciating teatime with ghoulish delight!

Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Tearoom. I am your host; your “ghost host.”

We find it delightfully civilized here in our ghostly retreat. But your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding. Are the sandwiches actually disappearing? Or is it your imagination — hmm? And consider this dismaying observation: this chamber has 13 tables, and no more… which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way in! Of course, there’s always my way… I bought a ticket.

The tea mistress has received your sympathetic vibrations, and tickets are beginning to materialize. They’ll gain you access to our swinging wake, and we’ll be expecting you

Haunted Mansion, black and white photo