Grown-Up Snacktime

In America, we need grown-up snack time. Everyone I know is looking for a snack around for four to get them through the day until they go home sometime after six. The Britain has had this problem solved since who knows when. Why did we give up on tea time after the American Revolution? Did the taxes and the Boston Tea Party and all that just put us off from tea time forever as an organized snack/break ritual? It's quite sad, really. I'm also depressed to discover that this isn't even an everyday event in Britain anymore, though the actual drinking of tea in the afternoon may have survived.

I was randomly watching Love Actually last night and this morning and I'm watching the deleted scenes and commentary (which I never used to do but now love -- I'm devouring the special features of my entire DVD collection). Hugh Grant is the Prime Minister and someone interrupts his work to give him tea and some kind of biscuit or scone to munch on. I felt jealous -- though I am not at such a lofty employment level that someone will serve me anything while I'm at work, it would be a lovely to think that at a certain hour every day tea time was served at work. Or to imagine a post-lunch nap such as a Spanish siesta.