When I made my reservation for High Tea, I almost requested the same alcove where we last dined. But I decided any table would be appreciated. After all, we are having High Tea at the French Room. To be here is enough.
Leading to this day I starting planning which hat to wear. The hat determines the dress. Despite the many hats I own, I don’t have enough. I settled on a vintage navy hat and one of my favorite standard dresses. But at the last minute I had a change of plans and decided to don my favorite white hat from Sienna with my favorite blue and white polka dot dress. I also debuted my recent acquisition of a polka dot flower pin from 3granniesquares. Since most of last year was lost – and this year has improved and is continuing to improve, I have decided to wear my favorite clothing and accessories. Life is too short not to.
We arrived at The French Room and we were escorted to the same alcove and were greeted by our favorite server. It is so nice to be “home”.
The “ceremony” of High Tea began.
My first comment to Tore: Try this finger sandwich and tell me what the small green thing is. It’s tasty.
Tore: Denise, that’s a thinly sliced grape!
So it is!
Everything tastes better when it’s served at the French Room. The presentation, the flavors and the atmosphere all come together for an experience like no other.
A grape anywhere else is just a grape.
As we worked our way down the tower of sandwiches the same thought came to mind as on previous visits. Returning to normal food will be such a disappointment. I tried to savor every bite.
I tolerate egg salad in social situations. But this little gem was delicious.
I also discovered I do like green tea after all. (Huang Shan Mao Feng – Green Tea – Anhui, China)
The pièce de résistance was next. I have never heard of a ham mousseline. But again, anything The French Room serves is delicious.
Then there was dessert, seemingly handcrafted in heaven.
As recommended by our server, Connie, we started with the scones. We sliced them in half and added English double cream and preserves. We enjoyed a Darjeeling tea from India with our desserts.
It is a really good day when the toughest decision is which dessert to try next.
Everything was delicious. I took two desserts to go because I couldn’t finish them and it would be terribly wasteful to leave them behind.
I do believe high tea at The Adolphus will become an annual tradition.
View of the alcove where we had high tea.
With it being Easter weekend, we got a selfie with the Easter Bunny before leaving.
We never miss an opportunity to get our photo at the staircase – it is noted for its elegance and history.
With great reluctance, it was time to go… until next time!