And tea is only the beginning.
You're invited to gather around the cauldron for something bewitching—a proper tea with a decidedly improper amount of fun and mischief.
Things to make, things to taste,
Things to sip at your own pace.
Things to paint and things to pour,
And a little mischief—maybe more.
Settle in, pour another cup.
Nibble something. Stir things up.
Old friends, new friends, gather near—
There’s something rather wicked happening here.
Dress Accordingly because a witch without her broom is like a tea without its brew. And we’re simply not having a witch without her hat.
Elegant witches, wild witches,
Mysterious witches too.
Witches with remarkable hats—
We’re expecting all of you.
Brooms at rest and crystals bright,
A little magic done just right.
The tea will be hot. The drinks may be stronger.
The music will play, as the shadows grow longer.
The candles will flicker, the laughter will swell…
And what happens next? Well, a witch never tells.
Come sit for a spell.