english adventure.

english adventure

As part of an amazing study abroad program I’ve been lucky enough to call an English castle and its grounds my home away from home for the past month and a half. Spending sevens weeks in England gives a girl a lot of chances for foodie inspiration.

There’s a special kind of feeling you get from travelling that isn’t quite like anything else. It sounds like a horrible cliché, but I think that’s because you aren’t just seeing new sights, trying new foods and meeting new people, you’re actually growing and changing yourself. Travelling makes you new again. And since I most definitely am what I eat, a big part of that transformation is gastronomical. Despite taking what felt like an excess of pictures, I held back from too much food photography – my dining companions were undoubtedly grateful. All the same, here are a few pictures of some treats I couldn’t resist capturing.

 

The stunning cake counter at the Harrod's famous food halls.

The stunning cake counter at the Harrod’s famous food halls.

Beautiful macarons at Ladurée at Harrods. I had rose.

Beautiful macarons at Ladurée at Harrods. I had rose.

The Twinings flagship store on the Strand. I went nuts and got Rose, Lavender Earl Grey, Caramel Apple Green, and Cherry Cinnamon teas.

The Twinings flagship store on the Strand. I went nuts and got Rose, Lavender Earl Grey, Caramel Apple Green, and Cherry Cinnamon teas.

A beautiful afternoon tea at the National Portrait Gallery. They also have a stunning view.

A beautiful afternoon tea at the National Portrait Gallery. They also have a stunning view.

A classic 99, complete with a  Cadbury flake.

A classic 99, complete with a Cadbury flake.

From the End of Term banquet at the Castle. A giant Yorkshire pudding with skinny sausages and red onion jam.

From the End of Term banquet at the Castle. A giant Yorkshire pudding with skinny sausages and red onion jam.

Pasties at the train station in Bristol.

Pasties at the train station in Bristol.

A decadent brunch at the cheekily named Boston Tea Party in Bristol.

A decadent brunch at the cheekily named Boston Tea Party in Bristol.

Welsh cakes in Cardiff.

Welsh cakes in Cardiff.

An earl grey macaron at Borough Market.

An earl grey macaron at Borough Market.

A horrible picture (taken in a darkly lit restaurant at 11pm) of my amazing beef carpaccio in Paris.

A horrible picture (taken in a darkly lit restaurant at 11pm) of my amazing beef carpaccio in Paris.

Classic cream tea in the adorable village of Alfriston.

Classic cream tea in the adorable village of Alfriston.

The heavenly fruits of a cross-Atlantic pilgrimage to La Patisserie des Rêves.

The heavenly fruits of a cross-Atlantic pilgrimage to La Patisserie des Rêves.

A brilliant bakery hidden under Temple Meads station Bristol. Their Saturday bread is to die for.

A brilliant bakery hidden under Temple Meads station Bristol. Their Saturday bread is to die for.

 

The true goal now is to take my new Cath Kidston teapot and my rolling pin and attempt to re-create my own cream tea even while I’m back across the pond. Trips are short, but recipes last forever.

xx
Clare

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