I confess I am not a huge cake-lover; my idea of a tea-time snack is a nice bit of Marmite on toast – or that is what I tell myself.
I do enjoy a tea party however, and myself and good friend Ms P traditionally have a posh tea in London as a birthday treat.
So when I was invited* by the Grosvenor House Hotel, Park Lane to sample their afternoon tea I gladly accepted.
On arrival at the Park Rooms, we were warmly greeted and shown to a table by a picture window, overlooking Park Lane (especially enjoyable towards evening when people were getting out of limos Continue reading →
Someone should make a film about HR Higgins Coffee Man esq.. The tale of how he started his coffee roasting enterprise in wartime London is heroic stuff.
Evading incendiary bombs, showing cunning in getting a licence to trade; featuring characters with one leg, and help along the way from Misses Fox and Jenkins of South Moulton Street – whose cake kitchen saved the day – makes for a fascinating and jaunty read.
I imagine Trevor Howard in the leading role…but I’m getting carried away. Continue reading →
With the weekend upon us, a quick mention for Gail’s Bakery, Soho in appreciation of them opening till 10pm in the evening and 7pm on Sunday.
Most cafés close at 6pm, so this is a great if you are in the West End in the evening and, instead of a crowded pub, what you really fancy is a nice cup of tea.
Gail’s has a smart, clean urban interior. White-washed brick work, herringbone parquet floor, white lacquer counter-top contrast with pillar-box red stools and teapots. Set on a corner, there is seating around a large table at the rear and adjacent to the high windows.
London can sometimes surprise you in the most delightful ways. Last week I took a trip to a secret garden in Hampstead. I had never visited Lord Lever’s surreally potty pergola (scroll down for pics). It was well worth the bus fare.
Today I find myself elevated above a square in Mayfair, taking tea in an Italianate garden on top of a baroque-style electricity sub-station.
The Garden Café in Brown Hart Gardens is of a minimal design, allowing you to fully appreciate the somewhat eccentric surroundings.
“Hot town summer in the city back if my neck feeling dirty and gritty…” Lovin’ Spoonful
Summertime in central London. It’s full of folk, it’s noisy, it’s sweaty, it’s chaotic and you can’t breath…but it is a great time of year for walking.
The sunshine, clear light and blue sky enhances the simple pleasure of looking up at buildings – now in vivid colour instead of the more usual monochrome.
Summer is also the perfect time for tea. For us Brits it is also when we traditionally ponder the eternal conundrum ‘does tea cool you down as much as a cold drink?’. Continue reading →
It is highly unlikely that you will be on the A406 looking for a cuppa, but having been on an extended tea-break recently, due to moving flat, I have discovered they actually do a very good cuppa at IKEA.
With the bank holiday coming up, you may be doing some home improvements, so this bit of info could save you from a lot of stress.
Trips to IKEA usually start well, but can soon become disorienting. After finding Continue reading →
Walking along Shaftesbury Avenue, pondering where to get some nice tea, it suddenly occurred to me that I was near Chinatown – surely a good place to hunt down supplies.
At number 124 is Beijing Tong Ren Tang. I have gazed at the orange and gold facade many times from the excellent watch-the-world-go-by-window of the cafe of Curzon cinema on the opposite side of the street.
I hadn’t intended to write about the tea at Little Georgia, but a comment on my last post, Tinderbox cafe, gave new insight into the significance of the site.
As a tea lover and cricket fan, it is fantastic to discover I am living yards away from the site of an 18th century tea-garden, and the original site of Lord’s cricket ground; so I thought it worth a mention.