Praise then darkness, and creation unfinished

I am a Kentish village sufficiently obscure that google just wants to give me links to long lists of placenames (e.g., from century-old Ordnance Survey six-inch maps) and odd bits about applications for planning permission, and Wikipedia says only that it could be an encyclopedia target. However, brisingamen says Garlinge Green is pleasant.

Also, apparently I remind mrissa of Lemon Zinger tea, or vice versa.