In case you weren’t already aware, we Brits really like our tea. So much so, that we even named several meals after it. High Tea, Afternoon Tea, Cream Tea, ‘Tea’ as in dinner, or just, well, tea. The beverage, + some biscuits or whatnot. You get the idea.
So when one’s American boyfriend is in town, one takes him to experience a truly British endeavour: Afternoon Tea. Starting with a vast selection of teas, naturally.
Studying the flavours intently and taking our time to select the best (smelling) ones.
Once we’d made our decision, our charming waiter brought along individual pots of tea and told us what the different coloured timers in the middle of the table were for: brew times for different types of tea. I’m terrible and only remember that the black one was for black tea (?). Or something.
It was fun watching the sand drain away, declaring that our teas were officially perfectly brewed and ready for drinking!
Mmmm!! Again, terrible blogger. We went back in November. At the time I knew exactly what we drank. Now it’s all a blur and all I can say was it looked colourful and was super tasty. Then it was on to the main event. Foooood!
We wolfed down our finger sandwiches, which were delicious. Then it was onto the scones. There were two types of scones: one with raisins and one without. With clotted cream and jam. These were one each, as were the sandwiches. And they were pretty good! I’d have liked to have the scones warmed up, but these were tasty nonetheless.
Then we were offered more tea! Yay! I distinctly remember the one tea I’d originally wanted had was all gone, which left me slightly disappointed. However, our lovely waiter said he’d managed to find a last little bit of the tea left, enough for one pot, and gave it to me. Then it was on to the desserts!
Oh, and, did you get a good look at the puddings in the earlier pictures? You’ll never guess which one I went for… HA.
“One more? Oh go on then… I’ll cut it in half so we can share.”
“What? You don’t want any?? Okay! All for me then.”
^ I can’t remember if this was the inquisitive-before-brightening-up-tasty face, or the oh-this-tastes-funny face. Either way, it’s no where near as weird as the next one:
I would love to say I had an idea of what I was doing for this, but I honestly haven’t a clue.
We had a wonderful afternoon tea at the Tiger Green Brasserie in Hilton Green Park. It totally made up for the drizzly weather outside. The finger sandwiches were very tasty, the scones were good and the tea was fragrant. The only letdown was the dessert – the chocolate brownie was a bit hard and way too sweet, I can’t remember what we thought of the jar of jellies. My macaron wasn’t bad though (but I love macarons anyway).
Given that afternoon teas in London cost in the regions of £50 on average, to anywhere up to £70 for a really fancy afternoon tea, per head, guess how much ours cost.
Go on, guess.
Okay I’ll tell you. It was a whopping… £35. Total. Yup, I could also hardly believe it when I randomly booked it online a couple hours prior. But, that’s what I paid! The Tiger Green Brasserie is the restaurant at the side of the Hilton. Clean and well-presented, there were only 2 other guests dining at the same time as us, so it was very peaceful as well.
Definitely one of London’s well-kept secrets, I’d imagine.
If you’d like to go, check this out:
Just so you know I’m not pulling your leg with the price :) Feel free to call them up and book, it was a lovely experience and I’d totally return. Valid until 31st May, so still valid my lovelies! Let me know if you book, and how it went for you.
FYI I’m wearing a New Look Dress that I purchased from Asos, Necklace from Accessorize, Longchamp Bag, Little Red Riding Coat from Yumi and my Stuart Weitzman Boots that for some reason I decided not to take a photo of! #Megafail!!! If you want to know why this frustrates me, because this.