Cupcake Monday! The Afternoon Tea Edition
It's tradition every summer visit home to meet with my lovely friend Bridget for afternoon tea. She introduced me to the best scones ever at Whitehouse tea room in Waterdown a few years ago (I believe it's an English family recipe and you can buy their mixes), and this year we decided to change it up and meet in my favourite place in Ontario, the very English Niagara-on-the-Lake. (Whatever you know or assume about Niagara Falls, imagine the exact oppposite for NOTL.)
Bridget suggested the Prince of Wales hotel for a proper afternoon tea, in their charming Victorian Drawing Room. Perfect choice. Tea service of this sort, with the three-tiered silver stand, finger sandwiches, scones and petite fours, are always very expensive. It will make your brain smoke if you try to figure out what you actually paid for each cucumber finger sandwich, so best not to. Traditional afternoon teas are about polite ritual and ambience, and Prince of Wales provides it, without the stuffiness. It's a really lovely thing to do, especially in a salon this pretty. After I sat down, a woman who was on her way out came over to tell me how much I was going to enjoy it and how thrilled she was to leave with such a big box of leftovers. She was so sweet and I have to admit I was happy to know you could take your extras home. I wouldn't have thought! (I'm a leftover girl. Some people are and some aren't.)
Even the bathrooms are charming. (I know, it's weird to take photos in there but this one was at least in a quiet area and wasn't being used. But I still felt appropriately embarrassed. Still did it, though.)
There's a rich mahoganey library bar which made me want to put on a smoking jacket and fetch my pipe:
More of this pretty, pretty town later this week!