The girls in our family have set up an afternoon tea club, and slowly but surely we are working our way around the various establishments in the county for afternoons full of eating and nattering, over a pot of tea or three.
A small group of us visited The Daffodil in Cheltenham this Saturday and thoroughly enjoyed it.
I’ve only visited The Daffodil on a handful of occasions, but every time I do, I can’t help but instantly feel like a weight has lifted off my shoulders: Jazz fills the air, nothing is too much trouble for the attentive staff and the food and drink is always spot on.
Our tiered stands came bearing gifts: Sandwiches filled with cheese, cucumber and chutney, the creamiest coronation chicken and egg mayonnaise. We told them to hold on the smoked salmon ones because all of us preferred the other fillings. We also had a fresh – and still warm – scone each, with all the trimmings, plus butter for me.
The next tier, wins an accolade from me: The best cakes and sweet treats of any afternoon tea I’ve had up until this moment in my life. And I’ve had quite a few! We had each, a brownie, tea bread, a chocolate macaroon and what I think was panna cotta with a salted caramel sauce and popcorn brittle. The brownie didn’t make it into my tummy, it came home in a brown bag, and Kingsley wolfed it down. Tea bread doesn’t usually excite me, but when I bit into this one, I was very pleasantly surprised: Moist and bursting with juicy sultanas. I’ve also never really got the whole fascination with macaroons, but this one gave me a little insight to what all the fuss might be about. And as for (what I think was) the panna cotta, please give me the recipe, or failing that, a year’s supply!
Yep, a pretty good afternoon all in all!