That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for August 14, 2020

Allison really appreciated that scotch and tea looked so much alike.

10 year old Helga warns of the ravages of tea addiction.

Judith thinking; “If I have to hold this pose and smile any longer, that painter is going to eat this tea cup.”

Karen looked much younger than her 65 years, except for the hands: No matter how much lotion she rubbed it, she still looked like old lady hands.

Karen’s mask of respectability was an actual mask, to hide her Active B!tch Face. Unfortunately, because of budget issues, she couldn’t afford the gloves of respectability, so her hands were always the give-away.

I’m afraid my hope of getting a proper cup of tea has gone down the rabbit hole. For gosh sakes, my host is late again! Of course I’m only a Liddell angry!

“Bless your heart, some of the most remarkable flavors come out of your kitchen. For instance, is this tea or tepid rinse water left over from this morning’s dishes?”

A more mature looking Arya Stark. telling the last remaining member of House Frey hiding in exile in the isles west of Westeros that his tea will be the last tea he ever drinks, so he should finish it.

bob just loved to dress up for afternoon tea…

“I’ve always wondered, what the hell are these dishes for, anyway?”

“They told me me if I was going to play baseball,I had to have a cup. Will this work?”

“Try Rejuve brand tea for that youthful complexion.”

Emily Post: “Make sure your pinky is just so”

Do you think I put too much blush on my cheeks? Mother always said it makes you look younger.

Your job is to make cartoons, and you’re making memes. But that’s none of my business.

Really tired of the whole Karen thing.

Karen’s short unlucrative career in the UFC showed on her face.

The leaves have formed a sort of wonky cross, which means trials and suffering……

An extraordinary woman, Karen. Fifty years of laundering in cold, mountain streams had given her incredibly powerful hands, yet she still handled delicate China with exceptional finesse. In years to come, she would throttle an abusive husband, and enjoy a cup of tea afterwards.

Good to the last drop…NOT!

“This cup isn’t very tasty”

“This is WINKYS Tea House. You want the WONKA place down the road on your left.”

“All I’m saying, my dear, is that this is my first cup of coffee this morning. If you wish to live to see today’s sunset, and I mean this most sincerely, you’ll let me finish it. Quietly. Thank you very much.”

“I come from Limerick now, ya see,

The land of eggs and bacon.

But if ya think I’ll drink yer British tea,

Bejassus yer mistaken!”

I really feel bad for all the nice Karens out there these days. I hope my name never becomes a tag for selfish, vociferous idiots.

She’s resting her powerful claws/ and enjoying a restful pause/ from the tiring chore/ of evening the score/ with men: it’s her noble cause.

Wait. Did you just say my little girl hairstyle is inappropriate for someone my age? WELL, DID YOU?!?!

""Maxwell House. Good to the last drop."

A Lady Drinking Tea: 

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Konrad_Weigand_Teetrinkerin_1881.jpg 

(best viewed by Google Chrome, with Google Translate added to chrome://extensions, which can automatically translate most pages as necessary) has info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

https://www.deutsche-biographie.de/sfz84798.html 

has German info about this artist, perhaps in addition to what’s pointed to by the title URL, which indirectly points to his German Wikipedia page: 

https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Konrad_Weigand 

(again, Chrome can automatically translate as necessary). First work by him used here.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (⌘- or Ctrl-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2514 (August 13, 2020) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment.

It’s an axiom very well known/ that one leaves dear Granny alone/ when she’s having her tea/ for, at age eighty three/ her fingers can still crush bone.

Not the result Dr. Jekyll was expecting.

“Um, Sir? Can you please inform the manager I know of a much better coffee he can offer his customers? Oh, and if he asks, the name’s Mrs. Olson”.

What’s that you say? The dog is running in the street?! No, I have no idea where his collar is.

See you at the golf course, I have tee time now.

Add this to the list of That Is Priceless paintings that raise the question, Couldn’t the artist think of something better to paint?!?

“Try not to fight it.” “Yes your legs are tingling, now put your tea down and lay back.”

That has to be the biggest saucer I’ve ever seen that’s paired with a teacup!

“Why does this tea smell like bitter almonds?”

“Reading the future in your tea leaves, my dear…well…I wouldn’t bother paying that annual subscription”

I suspect that Karen wasn’t terribly flattered with the rendition.

19th. century version of Mrs. Olsen.

“If this is tea, bring me some coffe. If this is coffe, bring me some tea.” (Abe Lincoln) How did I forget that until now ???