This wasn’t our room, but I did fall in love with it. I arrived early for once, and got to take a quick little tour around the ground floor of the hotel, including getting to see the newly revamped Kipling suite with is also rented out for functions. The hand painted wallpaper was gorgeous and had us all swanning about snapping pictures like we’d just received our first cameras. We were then led upstairs to the Roosevelt room, where we did more happy dances at how pretty the room was, the ceiling, the chandelier, the ornate mirror, etc. Super sophisticated as per usual. Selfies in the prettiest mirror I’ve ever seen.We were offered champagne while we milled about saying hi to each other and introducing ourselves. The cake stands arrived and I had a mini panic not seeing the scones, but they were brought out nice and warm a little bit after we’d had a chance to snag some sandwiches. Clever clever.Browns Hotel was very accommodating to everyones different dietary requirements, there was a stand of dairy free offerings, and one for the gluten free kiwis on the end. Angie even opted for the tea-tox with some healthier bits. The champagne was generously topped up when they saw we were running out, as well as the Browns house blend tea, which was really delicious. The sandwiches were traditional fillings of salmon and cream cheese, egg mayo, ham, and cucumber. Everytime the sandwiches would get a little low, another plate would appear out of nowhere like magic. Meaning there were no fights over who got what fillings, win. I may have been greedy and had two scones, but they were the perfect size to justify two, not too big and not to small. The homemade strawberry jam and clotted cream were perfect accompaniments. Just when we thought would burst from eating all of the things, the amazing staff came around with a tray of victoria sponge cake and treacle tart to choose from. I chose the tart, which was really delicious, but I was just being greedy by having a slice and couldn’t finish it all. Guess I shouldn’t have gone for that second scone after all (no regrets).In true afternoon tea fashion, I was one of the last ones standing, and a few of us made our way to the bar downstairs, which with is rich surroundings I felt like it was way to posh for me to be allowed in. The staff were so friendly though, and I felt like I could easily spend an afternoon there sipping bloody marys.
**We received a slightly discounted afternoon tea, but I’d happily return to pay full price**