So, you want to know what my number one favorite thing about Great Britain is?
It isn’t the royalty. It isn’t the respect for tradition. It isn’t the avant garde fashion.
It’s afternoon tea.
And nowhere…NOWHERE…have I had an afternoon tea experience like the one at The Ritz.
First, let’s get the cons out of the way.
1) You need to make reservations many months in advance. Think, as many as 8 months in advance. It books up that quickly
2) You only have 2 hours in which to enjoy your meal.
3) It’s expensive. Anniversary-40th birthday-once a year special treat expensive.
Now, the pros:
It’s the most beautiful, luxurious, over the top dining experience I have ever enjoyed. It makes Tocqueville look minimalist.
Tea is served in this Palm Court, the original one that so puts the one at The Plaza to shame that it seems embarrassing that they should share a title. It’s all elegance and huge angel statues and live piano music and light and palm trees. Violet Crawley would be extremely at home here.
It seems incredible that you will use each and every one of these pots and cups and creamers, but oh…you will.
That’s right…eat and drink until your pants burst open.
Choose from any number of the exceptional teas on the menu. I recommend the passion fruit, which is one of the few teas that I can drink without totally gagging. It has a full, fruity taste with only a SLIGHT hint of hibiscus in the background. It’s also ostentatiously pink.
Then it arrives…the glorious tea platter.
Start with the sandwiches. Sharp cheddar and tangy chutney. Creamy egg salad with just a hint of bitter watercress. Freshly roasted turkey with rich mayonnaise and crunchy salt. Smoked salmon so mild and smooth at it fairly melts into the bread and long, thin slices of cucumber with dilled cream cheese.
I DARE you to order fewer than two more plates of these.
Cakes and sweets
Peanut butter and chocolate macarons, a rich chocolate fudge cake, a rhubarb and cream sophisticated type of snowball, and a Napoleon to END all Napoleons. I mean Naploeon would have traded empress Josephine to taste half of this slice. The pastry is buttery and crisp but not too hard. It retains its texture between the layers of fluffy, airy vanilla custard. Some Napoleons are heavy and sodden with loose, lackluster cream, but this really does it right. The crowning touch is a thick, crackly layer of white icing – a sugary touch to an elegant dish.
Oh yeah, you could make a meal out of these alone.
But then, you would miss these. These lovely, buttery, flaky, soft, and creamy scones.
Don’t forget the sweet, moist marmalade cake or the sticky toffee pudding from the cake trolley.
And don’t forget, this stuff is all unlimited. They keep bringing it until you cry uncle. They keep pouring and refreshing tea with white gloves and lovely British accents. They keep bringing warm scones and pots of clotted cream. And they don’t judge. no they don’t.
Trade in your car if you have to, to go to this tea. It – and the love handles it puts on you – will stay with you forever.
Disclaimer: This tea was compliments of the Press team. I was not required to write about it, and my opinions are my own and unbiased.