Miniature toasted sandwiches with the crusts cut off, sparkling champagne, perfect little petit fours and clotted cream slathered on warm scones: I’m telling you, afternoon tea at the Charlotte Street Hotel is just plain dreamy.
In general, afternoon tea is one of my favourite parts of London life. I’m not sure what it is specifically – perhaps the sense of occasion, the bottomless teapots and endless sandwiches. Or maybe it’s just the relaxed vibe as you kid yourself into thinking that that all those tiny little portions are never going to satiate your cravings. Or maybe it’s the pretty little plates. Or maybe it’s just all of the above.
Regardless, I’m yet to meet someone who doesn’t think that sharing tea with friends, family or colleagues is just a downright lovely way to spend an afternoon.
