Tuesday 19 October 2010

Three Zissises in London (Part Four: The Ritz)

Put on your Fancy Pants, it's time to visit the Ritz!
As a thankyou for many, many years of suffering, I took my parents for High Tea at the Ritz Hotel. I hear it's the done thing. Boy howdy, they's right!

So here we are in our finery, resplendent against the elegant and incredibly fancy backdrop of the Palm Court Tea Room:
(I'm warning you right now, you're going to be seeing a lot of photos of food and yummy things)

Now first the waiters bring your choice of tea (there are about twelve different choices) and while Mum went for Assam and Dad for Earl Grey, I was a rebel and received my very own pot of the most delicious hot chocolate you've ever tasted.
Meanwhile, Mum was somewhat unamused at my attempts to capture the moments:While Dad posed like a champion:
Next they bring in the food - a three-tiered contraption full of sandwiches and incredibly lovely looking desserts (the second tier is for the scones, which for some reason come later...perhaps not to overwhelm you with choice).
I can tell you right now, if you're thinking that those sandwiches are never going to fill up three people, you're dead wrong. And here, the King of the Ritz sandwiches, the cucumber:
Then, once we were regretting asking for more chicken sandwiches (despite the cucumber's pedigree, the chicken was the tastiest), they brought out the scones. Check out these babies:
And finally, it was time to hit the dessert platter. Good. Freaking. Lord. I'm pretty sure one of them was made with actual gold.
It's around here that my photo-logging of the day got a little relaxed...possibly because I needed both hands to rub my belly. In the meantime, this is for those who have always wondered what the toilets at the Ritz look like:
Once the pianist had played my song choices we couldn't stretch our stay any longer, and so off we waddled, very, very full and very, very content.

After we'd changed into something more comfortable we went to see Andrew Lloyd Webber's sequel to the Phantom of the Opera: Love Never Dies. Now the singing was spectacular, the music was lovely, the sets were AMAZING, but the plot, which seemed to rely on a certain amount of the original not having happened at all, well, let's just say the sets were amazing.
(In the interests of not being sued, this photo was taken before the performance started, and before the ushers could catch me and tell me I wasn't allowed to take photos. Ha.)

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