Warning! This is the itinerary from a Food / Cultural weekend as opposed to handbags and shoes!!!
It was my first weekend abroad with my husband (without kids) since our honeymoon 5 years previous and seeing that we only had 2 kiddy-free nights…..they had to be good! I’d lived in London 10 years before, hadn’t really enjoyed the time and was determined to rectify it!
Our first stop having navigated our way out of Heathrow was to check in at the hotel. We had decided to stay at the Sofitel St James, 6 Waterloo Place, tel:0044 20 77472200. We’d stayed at the Manhattan Sofitel and loved it. A very early check-in (prior to midday) didn’t phase the staff at all. Our room was perfect with a distinctly masculine feel to the décor. The stunning bathroom featured a decent sized rain shower, large vanity area and a sizable bath.
The Sofitel chain is great at creating common areas where people really want to spend time. We had a quick pot of tea from the extensive “tea menu” in the Rose Lounge. In complete contrast to the rest of the hotel, it was ultra-feminine and a joy to sit in! Cerise pink couches were the dominant features complimented by painted bookshelves interspersed with oriental-patterned urns and romantic novels. Our tea arrived in clear perspex tea-pots accompanied by delicate rose patterned china. Hubby loved it but no matter what I offered, we will not be replicating the look at home…..whether it was the pink couches or the rose-patterned china that put him off, I’ll never know!!!
We went straight round to the National Portrait Gallery which was astounding. There may be “no accounting for taste” but there is something here to account for every taste. I was so blown away by the competition entries at ground level I couldn’t take in much else.
One thing that struck me about London, probably because I was traveling ’sans enfants’ was how many family based activities were available, many free of charge. From ‘creating your own portrait at the National Portrait Gallery’ to ‘free open-air mime/circus acts’ the choice was incredible.
We ate lunch at the nearby J Sheeky, 28-32 St Martins Court, tel: 0044 20 7240 2565 (Leicester Sq tube, leaving tube take exit 1 & turn left onto Charing Cross Rd, St Martins Court is 2nd road on Left but if at the portrait Gallery just take the short walk.). The decor is elegant with wooden wall pannelling complimented by black & white celebrity portraits, crisp white table linens and is immaculately clean.
With fabulous dinner reservations, we thought it best to do some walking for the afternoon! We strolled about the shopping areas (Oxford St & Regent St) taking in the Friday buzz as the “suits” began to leave the city for the weekend. It was such a hot afternoon, we stopped at Hamleys to pick up some gifts for the kids and take complete advantage of their air conditioning. Huge mistake. The store was just as hot as outside and the queue’s were horrendous. But queue we did and left pronto to be resuscitated at the nearby La Maison du Chocolat (45 – 46 Piccadilly). Crisp air conditioning, handmade French chocolates, no preservatives…….absolutely yummy. Without doing too much tasting, we made our purchases and headed back to the hotel.
We dined at Lindsay House, 21 Romilly Street, Soho (0044 20 7439 0450). Early indications of the treat in store for us was the friendly and polite girl who answered the phone and took my reservation a month prior. An oasis of calm in the centre of a Friday-afternoon-chaotically-busy SOHO. Maybe it was the distraction of Gordon Ramsey’s bare chest or Jamie’s cute boyish looks but Richard Corrigan was never a huge draw for me. Despite this, friends in France were determined we should give it a blast, so we did. I genuinely believe this is the best restaurant I have ever had the pleasure to eat at.
I probably could write a book on it but some observations in short…..
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We were under no pressure to choose a wine and spent forever leafing through the incredibly long bible of fabulous wines with the help of the softly spoken manager.
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The restaurant is quite brightly lit (though not glaring) and although this initially took me by surprise, I think it really helped to distinguish the evening as being absolutely about great food, as opposed to a dimly lit romantic room which is usually all about the atmosphere.
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The food was absolutely the best I have ever eaten. My husband has a very strong phobia about mushrooms since being forced to eat them as a kid. His main dish arrived with a side of portobello mushrooms flavoured with aniseed. He ate the lot and loved it!
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2 pet hates were put to bed. There was minimal fat on the duck and no need to ask for extra chutney for the cheese as it came in plentiful supply.
If you love fabulous food, great wines and excellent service you have got to eat at Lindsay House. Leaving the restaurant was a surreal but fun experience! You step right out into the middle of what seems like all of the young and the beautiful of London partying outside in the very trendy bars of Soho. We strolled, or rather rolled, back to our hotel where a nightcap in the ‘gentleman’s lounge’ was the perfect end to a perfect day. Vintage leather tub chairs complimented large comfortable wool covered couches. An open log fire, black pinstripe fabric lining the walls and bright touches of polished silver made for a warm, relaxing snug.
Saturday morning we headed off to St James’ Park (a short walk from the hotel). If you’re a garden lover you’ll really enjoy it here. Being a little late for breakfast (a movie was being shot outside the hotel and we were so fascinated we spent an hour looking on!) we took a trip round the gardens to while away some time till lunch, soaking up the inspiration for our own garden and photographing some beautiful features and specimens. If you stand on the bridge in the park you’ll have a beautiful shot of Buckingham Palace.
We ate lunch at Inn the Park (which funnily enough is in St James’ Park!). Not the friendliest of staff but they were absolutely inundated with customers. We asked for a table outside on the deck and had the misfortune of being sat near the self-service end of the cafe where the endless (and endlessly curious!) queue filed past our table. It was very annoying and distracting as the food was so good but our humour was lightened when it came to the turn of an 8 year old to file past. She turned to focus on us both, folded her arms and just watched and listened as we ate and talked! It was so innocently done that she gave us a laugh. They do a fabulous chicken terrine here and the bread should be classed as cardinal sin for the hips. I would definitely return…to a more carefully chosen table.
From here we walked to Big Ben, 10 Downing St, the London Eye, the list goes on. We stopped off at the Tate Modern for some macaroons and homemade lemonade and took in an astonishing exhibition on some of the fastest growing cities in the world. Fascinating.
We headed back to the hotel with very little time left to change prior to rushing off in a cab to the Royal Albert Hall. We had tickets for a Brahms recital which formed part of the line up for the infamous BBC Live At The Proms. My husband, not a classical fan prior to this, was there under duress but was completely bowled over and hooked within the hour and a half performance. The theatre is beautiful and well worth a visit.
We strolled from the theatre to The Wolseley (0044 20 7499 6996) restaurant. Too early for our dinner reservation at 9.30pm, we sipped some cocktails in the dark, intimate bar to the right of the entrance. We were able to browse the menu and order from the bar, so there was no more waiting once brought to our table at 9.30pm sharp. It was just as well that I had ordered prior to being brought to the table as there were so many distracting famous faces around us. I was bowled over completely by the fabulous Lily Allen and her father sitting next to us. Just sitting there, next to little ol’ me, having their dinner! I don’t think I ate very much til they left. I forced myself not to stare but she kept singing snippets of tunes for her dad and asking what he thought. It was all so surreal……..the previous week I had paid to download her “smile” and here she was singing live….next to me! Honestly there were so many celebs dining there we lost track. Despite this distraction, the food here is really good but is completely overshadowed by the atmosphere. The complete contrast to Lindsay House the previous night.
We contemplated heading to Ronnie Scott’s jazz bar, 47 Frith St, Soho, 0044 20 7439 0747 but just didn’t have the energy after all the walking we had done the previous day so we headed back to base.
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Having neglected the shopping for the weekend, I allowed myself a quick stop to Rigby and Peller Corsetieres, 22a Conduit St. I had come across their name numerous times as being the preferred choice of the royals and wanted to see for myself what was so special about these brassieres. This was probably the only great disappointment of the weekend. A large queue greeted me inside the door and I was told to take a ticket and wait for a seat in the queue. Whilst waiting, I noticed that most of the bras on offer were regular brands that can be found in Debenhams such as Triumph, lejabay and Freya. Other brands I glimpsed were ones I could easily have purchased at home in the smaller lingerie boutiques. I inquired about the made to measure service and a few sniggers later left empty handed as I hadn’t made an appointment and there was no one available to provide this service there and then.
So as not to end the afternoon on a sad note for my Visa card, I took a quick trip to Russell and Bromley where my card and my soul felt all the better for the purchase of a cute sized, leopard print horse hair bag which has provided me with lot’s of fun since!
Having over-indulged in rich food all weekend, we stopped for tea en route back to the hotel to pick our bags up. Our very spontaneous choice was Union Square for a decent burger with chunky potato chips and lot’s of extras.
A great itinerary for a great city!
