27 July 2016

The Ivy Kensington, an early dinner/late brunch

She was born in Doha, amidst gleaming Qatar skyscrapers buried in desert sands. With her occupation officially stamped 'baby' on her ID card, she travelled to London and lured 5 adults to the Ivy in Kensington somehow managing to convince her parents to come along too.

The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi
The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi
 
Presented with offerings of soft bunnies and a flowered dress, she snuggled into our shoulders and giggled at the seriously weird faces only mini-adults can evoke, pleased to have enspelled yet more minions to cater to her every cooing whim.


Attired in a beautiful soft pink and cream ensemble, she set to work.

The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi
To the untrained eye, this is a cute baby watching the world. 
The wise know she is evaluating your soul..

We passed her from shoulder to shoulder, only pausing to picture message a terrified Mr Kiwi (who was having to defend his quiet home from visions of a puppy, let alone the demands of a babe in arms* - he simply said "babies are for life, not just for Christmas...") before our meal came and the cameras began clicking in real earnest.

The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi

We flatlayed, we poured, we instagrammed our coffee one-handed, we joked that parenting is complicated enough as blog-overlords let alone with the addition of a small human-bean, we sipped our tipples and enjoyed our meals.


The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi

Surveying our selections, my hair and thumb appealed more to her baby palette (protein is important for growing bodies after all) she let us set to with forks. As she no doubt knew when selecting the site of conquering, The Ivy does beautiful, un-messed with British classics. My salmon and smoked haddock fish cake, served with creamed spinach, soft poached hen’s egg and hollandaise sauce fulfilled a deep brunch need, whilst around the table we tested the a la carte menu including the succulent slow roasted Lamb shoulder, the Ivy's famous Shepherds pie, and elevating grilled chicken salad with quinoa, avocado, kohlrabi, pomegranate, toasted seeds, coriander, yoghurt, ginger and lime dressing.

Yum. (Please excuse the weird photo quality, my camera pitched a fit...)

The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi

Having won over Angie, Mr S (whom I probably terrified in typical Emma fashion), Aftab, Jessi and myself, she exited stage left both ready for a nap and content to have conquered another corner of the globe both online and off. We knew that Sophia was going to be cute, having followed Polly & Rich's parental journey so far, but we hadn't quite realised just how delicious the UAE's newest blogger was going to be.

The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi
The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi

(*Ps. please don't get excited Dad, our fur face is still all the children we plan on having - kids don't like being left alone in the house whilst the adults go travelling... in fact I'm fairly sure that's called child abuse.)

The Ivy Kensington Luxury Brunch Adventures of a London Kiwi

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