I had English high tea the other day! A woman I know took me to a local inn that's modeled after the Victorian style and during the holidays the proprietress serves high tea in the afternoons.
This was a pretty big deal for me because the experience involved eating these little finger sandwiches, tuna or egg salad or such-like, the kind of food that would have made me gag as a youngster.
I took really tiny bites, I didn't particularly care for them but I was able to eat from them without gagging. I don't think I'd want to eat the actual potato, egg or tuna salad though, without the sandwich-bread buffer. But I feel really proud of my accomplishment.