Afternoon Tea at The Connaught
As soon as we decided to pop over to London, I KNEW I had to find somewhere to have afternoon tea. I shopped around because I knew we’d only have time for one tea. My friend, Elizabeth, recommended The Connaught, and I’m so glad she did! It was such a fun experience and you leave feeling very fat and very happy. Sam was quite skeptical (To be fair, I made him skip lunch because I’d read how much food they serve and I wanted him to be hungry) and he thoroughly enjoyed himself, which made for a total win for me.
Once seated at a pretty little table by the window, the waiter offered a glass of Laurent-Perrier and left us with the menu. Luckily there are very few decisions to be made–Do you want champagne? (duh), What kind of tea do you want? and What kind of preserves do you want for your scones? That’s it! The waiter was very knowledgeable about the teas (We both went with Paris tea). After sipping on our champagne, the tea arrived in the prettiest silver teapots (again, I need one), accompanied by a tiered tray and china that I’m dying to find so I can have my own little set at home.
We started with the sandwiches and worked our way up.
Coronation chicken (which I am still obsessed with), smoked salmon and horseradish creme fraiche, cucumber with mint cream cheese and ploughman’s pickle with montgomery cheddar (which was really interesting, but I think I liked it). Ps-When your hungry husband eats them all, they bring more.
As for the pastries, we had battenberg cake à la rose, b3 éclair, peanut temptation, macaron blanc, lemon meringue tart and an exotic baba.
The brownie with the vanilla bean and the POPCORN? Yes, that one. That would be my favorite!
Then the scones and preserves come. Why can’t we get scones like these at home? They were closer to biscuits, but better. If anyone has a recipe that yields anything close to these, please send it my way. If that weren’t enough, they bring out two pieces of cake, one chocolate and spicy hazelnut and one banana bread with passion fruit. We couldn’t even look at them. The waiter offered to box up all of our leftovers in case we got hungry later. (I did.)
The waiter must’ve heard me talking about my birthday to Sam and the next thing I know, the lovely waiter brings out another cake with a candle for me. Like I said- It was a lovely experience and I’d do it again in a heartbeat! It was the perfect way to spend the afternoon.