I thoroughly enjoy a trip out to Fortnum and Mason in London. Happy to spend a few hours and satisfied at buying just a pot of jam or a bag of chocolates. The Fortnum and Mason food hall has an old world elegance and is enchanting, with wood carvings, huge bunches of flowers and chandeliers. It celebrates lavishly all foodie delights from around the UK, and I’m up for that one hundred percent!
I become like a little kid as soon as we reach the shop windows of the Fortnum and Mason food hall.
I kinda want to hug and stroke these beautiful doors.
The first thing I see (and sniff) are the exquisite chocolate truffles.
Spending a moment with these chocolate truffles. Serious stuff.
and the most incredible glace fruits. But what are those green ones on the right? Celery!? Surely not!
Fudge – the melt in your mouth crumbly sort!
It’s all feeling rather majestic.
and a little bit splendid…
I was feeling romantic (must be the mood lighting) and suggested these for hubby, he said that was sweet but he fancies a bit of rib-eye steak instead.
Here’s where I lose my mind. I have been known to buy 3 pots, unable to choose which jam is my favourite.
Honey house, naturally.
Another serious moment. It’s a big decision.
In the end it had to be ‘purple raspberry’ and I can report it is gorgeous – I wish I got 3!
Mean while, hubby has stuck his nose in a teapot.
Luckily the tea counter is quiet so we’ll say no more.
Time to pop down stairs.
I’m impressed by the flowers and hubby is impressed by the ceiling. I’ve heard that men are from mars and women are from venus.
it looks good to be fair!
No more dilly dallying. If hubby had sleeves on, it’s now they would be pulled up.
California wine is soooo last year (we visited Sonoma last year and drank nothing else for 6 months). We are off to visit ‘The Shire’ aka New Zealand next year so it’s all Hawke’s Bay and ale now (of course – if it’s good enough for Hobbits then it’s good enough for us!).
It’s so much fun seeing hubby spot some wine our son bought home recently. Well, it was from the same region, or might have been the same grape, or year or sommat.
I liked this one – ‘cos it shimmers!
There’s happy talk of marbling and salt-aged and grass fed…
As our bodies signal hunger to our brains and our carnivorous needs kick in, we stand with zombie-like stares. Or, it might be just the cozy lighting again…
Cured meats – we tried a sample of cured duck and it was delicious.
Back in the bright the ‘veg patch’ looks impressive.
You’ll find the bakery down stairs too. There’s all sorts of free-from choices. These pastries looked moreish.
and finally the spirits. Lucky there isn’t a sofa, ‘cos hubby and I would happily snuggle in for a glass or two.
We are foodies, but I think strolling round the magestic Fortnum and Mason food hall makes for a great date. We giggled and chatted for the whole time! And besides that, I’ve got my purple raspberry jam and hubby picked us some salt aged beef for dinner tomorrow. Today tho’ we are heading off to Fortnum’s The Gallery restaurant. What a treat!
If you fancy visiting the Fortnum and Mason food hall follow this link to find out opening times