Tea, just sounds so British. It reminds me of the days when you would play outside with your friends from down the road and quickly run up to your mum and shout 'Mum, what's for tea?' I just get this image of soggy bread in tea when I think of tea for the evening meal.
Imagine this- pasta for tea- bolognese for tea. I just can't. It gives me those feelings nails on a chalkboard do.
I'm weird.