It doesn’t matter what the weather is like outside, especially when you’re cozily tucked away from the rain and enjoying a brunch feast. This weekend in particular a few of us gathered at Aqua Kyoto to try their newest brunch offering;
Disclaimer: We were invited guests of Aqua Kyoto but my (very many) thoughts are only ever mine – repeat visits on my own dime time and time again attest to simply how much I enjoy their cuisine.
The Japanese say, “If the flower is to be beautiful, it must be cultivated.” (Lester Cole) So it is at Aqua Kyoto – the chefs are ever innovating, creating and crafting beautiful dishes that are almost too beautiful to eat.
Only a stone’s throw from beautiful Kensington Palace, the Baglioni Hotel is all marble floors and glamorous setting – the perfect place to spend a few hours with good people.
Disclaimer: We were invited guests of the Baglioni Hotel but all preponderances are resolutely my own.
In fact, I’d go so far to say that Brunello restaurant is somewhere to go only with good people – aka. the kind that are willing to share their dishes with you.
Afternoon tea. It once was the preserve (apologies for the pun) of high society ladies and has of the last few years been reinstated as a luxurious way to spend quality time with people that you adore. So, no surprise then that when I was recently invited to try the new Spring tea at an old favourite, the Conrad London St. James (then known as the Intercontinental Westminster)…
Disclaimer: I was honoured to be a guest of afternoontea.co.uk to review the beautiful Conrad St. James.
… and I heard that a good friend of mine was using up some annual leave that I enticed her out to sample it with me for an early evening tete a tete.
This may surprise you, but allegedly London is one of the greenest cities in the world. The reason? The Royal Parks which are under The Queen’s protection, and the small but mighty patches of green that fit slip between the brick edifices like The Quince Tree Cafe at Clifton Nurseries.
At first glance, this is just another garden centre, curved around the corner from Warwick Avenue underground station, snugged between two terraced houses.
We did something naughty. With snow foiling our plans for a day trip out of London, an IRL friend and I decided to treat ourselves to a fun day in London, and we ended up in the achingly Instagrammable Saint Aymes Cafe and then for lunch in the Chiltern Firehouse, being escorted by our salt and pepper hued date (complete with a waggly tail).
Spoiler alert: both were delectable, and adored Olly our canine companion, almost as much as we do.