After a few mornings dining in our suite at The Lanesborough, we decided that we needed to venture out and have a substantial English breakfast. London is a big place it turns out and there are lots of wonderful places all over. Here I thought I was going to be able to experience all of the best parts of London within the week we were there. Ha! London is huge! Its boroughs are expansive and it goes on forever. We spent a few moments researching which restaurants were between our destination that morning (the London Eye) and our hotel and we knew as soon as we read a few reviews, The Wolseley was the place. They have a classic European style to their establishment that I knew would be perfect to begin our English adventure.
Being from Portland and walking everywhere, we weren’t worried about the fifteen block journey from the hotel to The Wolselely. In fact after the previous day of gorging on tea sandwiches, scones and clotted cream we could use the extra exercise. Once we arrived outside, we were taken aback by the brilliant architecture. The tri-arched entrance full of decorative steel and paned glass was only trumped by the massive columns that spanned three stories higher. Once we stepped inside our eyes came to rest on the massive table full of pastries in the middle of the dining room and we knew we were where we needed to be. We were seated at a perfect spot for admiring the grand ballroom style ambiance of the main dining room. We wasted no time with ordering a starter of their mixed basket of baked goods that included croissants, pain au chocolat, danish, amandine pain sucré au beurre normand, and cannelé bordelais. Each pastry was so melt in my mouth full of sweet and savory flavors I almost ordered another basket full. For our main course we decided to split a large eggs benedict, which ended up being the best eggs benedict either of us has ever had, bar none. The hollandaise sauce was rich and full of smooth flavor, as it should have been, but it was so perfectly made that I could have put it on everything I ate for the rest of our trip. A steak? Hollandaise. Morning fruit? Hollandaise. Ice cream? Do you have to ask?
We enjoyed our meal to the fullest as we observed the well dressed staff bustle around our table. We were just close enough to the lounge area of the restaurant that we are able to observe the dapper gents while having a midday scotch or brandy. This was definitely my kind of place. Though I could have spent all day eating drinking and chatting away, it was time for our next destination. Since we were new to the area the last thing we did before leaving for the London Eye was asked for best routes. The host graciously pointed us in the right direction and with full bellies we were on our way. We will be back to The Wolseley next time we’re in London. If not for the hollandaise then to go in and try a few drinks and rub elbows with the other socialites in the lounge.