Anyways long story short: she couldn't go. So here I am on a Saturday on the 7th floor of the doubletree hilton in the city with a magnificent view of the Shard and the Tower of London. As my champagne glass arrived with something sparkling inside and then sun was heating up my winter bone, magnified by the wall to ceiling glass windows is felt on top of the world.
The extraordinary view:
After a short wait we receive the classic three layer scones, finger sandwiches and cakes. While none of it looks fantastic I really can't emphasise how much I can't complain. Perhaps because of the view. Perhaps because of the nice people. Perhaps because of the excellent company ("Hi there cowboy"). I am enjoying myself.
And I have to admit I really wasn't expecting to, partially due to a very underwhelming stay at the double tree hilton in Cambridge massechusettes a few years back and partially due to my general opposition to atmosphere lacking city bars.
Well, firstly, double tree hilton in the city is significantly better than the one in Boston, and secondly this bar doesn't have much atmosphere just on to its own. But how can a place not have atmosphere when the sun is shinning and one has a magnificent view of the Shard and the Tower of London. What better wall art could you ask for?
So the finger sandwiches are fairly small, but mostly tasty. The cucumber sandwich has slightly too much mayo, and the bread is mostly toasted slightly too long ago making it somewhat stale.
The scones similarly are ok. Somewhat crumbly, with clotted cream that is clearly not made from scratch in this kitchen. But scones are sort of categorically delicious (even the really dry ones I had with clotted cream that had positively gone off in Cornwall last year were actually pretty good!). So we can't complain.
My tea, meanwhile, was delicious. It was real tea (not in a bag) and it tasted VERY good.
The cakes meanwhile were pretty disappointing. These felt entirely mass purchased with actually stale crusts, overly sweet pastes and generally worrisomly artificially coloured.
The choux and lemon merringue: