It's a saying my Dad used to ask me when I got overwhelmed, frustrated, or just plain upset about something. He'd ask me, "is it tea time in Tanganika?" and I would profess to him "yes!"
Wednesday's "tea time" reminded me of those days, although I was not overwhelmed and frustrated. Having tea on the porch has been a long time enjoyment. A lot of memories have been, and are, created there.