♫ The Postal Service - Be Still My Heart
Back in December my other half asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday coming up in February. Hmmm, how about Afternoon Tea? In high school I unknowingly earned the nickname "Posh" and to this day I couldn't really tell you why. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I valued the English language during a period when text speak was trickling through to the every day vernacular, but I digress. The thing is, I'm not really Posh but I am one of those people who likes on occasion to know how it feels "on the other side." So what better than an hour of noshing on tiny sandwiches, freshly baked scones and drinking tea from dainty cups in incredibly ostentatious surroundings? It seems this is where the not so rich go to pretend to be rich for an hour or two which defeats the purpose entirely but whatever, count me in!
I've had afternoon tea at The Dorchester, Grosvenor House and my favourite of the three, Claridges. During my periods of researching high tea, The Ritz kept popping up. It seemed like the be all and end all of afternoon tea and hey if it's a good enough place for Thatcher to spend her last days... Anyway it was decided that for my birthday, afternoon tea at The Ritz it was, however getting a reservation wasn't so simple. They advise booking three months in advance and since my birthday was a mere two months away this was going to cause a problem, I just wasn't counting on how much of a problem. The earliest reservation I could get for a reasonable time in the afternoon was the 22nd of April. So yay, I got to have another birthday celebration a mere 78 days after the actual event.
|Fancy piano man that played some Billy Joel!|
|The lavish lobby.|
|The Afternoon Tea section.|
|Seriously one of the prettiest hotels.|
|Such beautiful detailing.|
|Check out the fancy menu!|
|Yum. I starved myself all morning and afternoon in preparation for THIS.|
|I think I must have had at least five cups of tea.|
|My adorable birthday cake which made for an excellent breakfast the day after.|
|Leftovers. Notice the extra desserts around the table... oy.|
|Nicest powder room ever?|
|The best outfit pic out of an extremely bad bunch and yes, a coat was necessary. I don't care what anyone says, one tiny little ray of sunshine (and I use the word "sunshine" loosely) does not equal summer!!!|
As expected it was a lovely experience, and I can say afternoon tea is probably out of my system once and for all. It's a really nice day out if you want to do something special and I really recommend The Ritz. If you ever decide to do afternoon tea, just make sure you are STARVING. The portion sizes are misleading as the charming wait staff happily top you up with any extra sandwiches and scones if needed. It doesn't end there either, as well as the cakes initially provided, they walk around at the end offering extra cake. We happily accepted but when it came down to it we couldn't possibly handle another bite which was a shame as the black forest gateaux looked amazing. Anyway what a lovely belated birthday treat that was. Makes me feel like my birthday was just yesterday and not... oh three months ago.