According to Wikipedia, Thanksgiving is a federal holiday in the United States, celebrated on the fourth Thursday of November. This dry description leaves out that it’s the tradition of gathering with your family and friends – and Thanksgiving in London at Aqua Shard was something even more special again. Disclosure – this time we were guests of Aqua Shard but all thoughts are as ever my own.
Many years ago when I was a university student in New Zealand, I was adopted by a crew of expat Americans.
Over the years I been lucky enough to have breakfasted, brunched, lunched, dined and sipped cocktails in this beautiful 5-star hotel, but I was missing one important meal to finish my clutch – the Savoy Hotel afternoon tea.* It was on my afternoon tea bucket list, but I hadn’t quite figured out the best excuse to book in for an afternoon of indulgence.
Luckily, we were genuinely influenced** to book an afternoon tea here, after seeing a friend of ours (a dumpling obsessed, exquisite photographer – you know who you are) visit as a guest of the hotel, and planned the date over a series of increasingly excited messages.
Park Lane is a beautiful place to while away an afternoon, especially when a stand filled with Four Seasons Afternoon Tea delicacies has been gently placed before you. Disclosure: we were guests of the Four Seasons Hotel, but all my musings are very much original.
Inspired by the historic halls of the world-famous arcade, Executive Pastry Chef David Oliver has created five bespoke pastries that take you on a sensorial journey, mirroring the visual experience you would have through the jewellery, watch, fragrance, fashion, beauty and housewares boutiques of Burlington Arcade.
I haven’t yet graced the shores of Thailand, but in my dreams it’s a fragrant tropical paradise. One with coral seas and sparkling white beaches where the air is redolent with… massaman curry. Disclosure: We were guests of Nipa Thai, a delicious restaurant in the Royal Lancaster Hotel – it’s always, always a pleasure to dine there. All random musings are mine and mine only as ever.
Forget the scents of orchids, jasmine, lemongrass, ratchaphruek and lime – I would love the spiced aromas of silkenly tangled tamarind, cinnamon, coconut and kaffir lime to float my way whilst exploring those tropical shorelines. Especially around lunch and dinner times.
In some respects I have a ridiculously long memory: flavours, kindnesses, lyrics to 90s pop songs, houses that have friendly cats. It’s also in respect to restaurants that I fancy visiting. and Galvin at Windows is somewhere that had been on my list for more than an age.
We just hadn’t quite gotten around to booking a table, but luckily my Mr Kiwi has an even longer memory than me (or is just more susceptible to hints) so for my birthday, he treated me to a million dollar view over London – and a Michelin starred dinner to boot.