…1773.
Rather than chucking a bunch of tea in the already off-color Thames, I suggest downing a good cup instead.
I imagine there’s a lot of discussion to be had on the finest cup of tea in London, but here’s a few starters:
The Wolseley, naturally, is a legend. I went for tea earlier this year, and was impressed to see David Blunkett, Paul Burrell and a few others hovering around. The service is spectacular, and it’s just a pleasure to be there. I hope to pay off the bill sometime by 2008…
Another particularly posh afternoon tea can be found at The Park restaurant in the Mandarin Oriental hotel. I went when it first opened, and the service was still ironing out a few kinks - in a good way (they kept inadvertantly bringing us sandwiches). Hopefully it’s still retained the charm.
Naturally, the British Museum needed a mention. The cafe in the courtyard does an afternoon tea that won’t do unholy things to your bank account. Unfortunately, it’s culinary Russian Roulette - as they seem to change management and menus regularly. Initially, your fiver got you an amazing amount of quality food, but the service was atrocious. Then, they halved the portions, removed the charm, and the service was still horrible. Now, the food is back, and the service seems to have vastly improved. So go quickly, before they change their minds. It’s also worth the wait to get a table towards one edge or the other - overlooking the courtyard or the reading room. In the center, it can be a little sterile.
Finally, no mention of tea would be complete without a visit to A Nice Cup of Tea and a Sit Down. The couple behind this are clever, quaint, and absolutely charming - they’ve made a cottage industry out of touring Britain looking for a good cuppa and a comfy seat. The book came out last year around Christmastime, and would still make a nice present. And the website, of course, is worth a visit - their rankings of dunkable biscuits are well worth a read.