A Wolfgang Puck Start to the Weekend
The weekend started with breakfast at 45 Park Lane on a Saturday morning. It was great to get to chat to Emily (Director of Operations) there. What a sweet and charming lady.
This time I tried their salt beef hash with a poached egg, crispy leeks and Bearnaise sauce and ate this reading the Weekend FT and opening more than a month of post that had arrived in London while I was working in Cyprus. The salt beef hash was an amazing riot of textures and flavours which people should try.
They changed the SIM in my 'phone to a UK one and it was a perfect way to spend a few hours emailing and phoning my mum. I finally got a shaving kit. The staff at 45 Park Lane are a dream.
Cartier, The Dorchester etc
Next it was off to Cartier on Old Bond Street to get one of my watches repaired. Roxana was a joy to deal with and I can now find out about my Cartier watch repairs on-line.
Then it was The Dorchester for a espresso while my iPhone was charge. I loved all the "welcome back Mr Frew"s there.
Brunch at The Ivy Chelsea Gardens on the King's Road with a friend from my Qatar days. She has been working in Budapest & Rio, we both get around. This was the 4th Ivy I have eaten in.
I wanted to try their lobster Benedict and we had asked to sit outside. At 2:30pm there was no lobster Benedict left but we did get to eat in their stunning garden. Not sure if it was my glamorous friend or the 'power of www.sifrew.com that got us one of these notorious difficult to secure tables.
I got their Eggs Royale and we share some of the best Parmesan & truffle fries I have eaten. It was a dreamy afternoon swapping stories, laughing and catching up while drinking perfect very dry Grey Goose martinis.
I Adore Four Seasons Park Lane, 45 Park Lane & The Dorchester.
That evening I met a Qatar based violinist friend in Four Seasons Park Lane's Veuve Clicquot 'Secret' Garden. Lorenzo, Ivan, Alastair & Simone had been told to look after us and they certainly did. We were brought the spicy lobster roll I love, so I did get to eat lobster that day, and it was another blast of an evening there.
Next it was the bar at 45 Park Lane, where I sat talking to a Qatari customer and Emily arranged for my Smythson 'little black book' to be returned to me from that morning. This saved my life.
I ended the evening on Park Lane back in the bar at The Dorchester chatting to a sweet young English couple at the bar and watching the staff make magical cocktails.
A Marco Pierre White Start to Sunday
Sunday started with breakfast in Wheeler's in the Threadneedles Hotel with my godson and his family. I had gifts for him and his sister but his mum had Fortnum & Mason and Buckingham Palace gifts for me too.
Breakfast was the busiest I have seen it but the Manager served us personally.
The hug I got from my godson, and his sister, when we were saying goodbye will keep me going with my too busy job here in Cyprus.
My Barbican Place in London EC2
I spent the rest of Sunday afternoon lazing around at my Barbican place marvelling about how perfect it is becoming before going for a long "my last day in London" walk and then packing for Cyprus, deciding on which new hotel soft toys to take with me.
Monday & Goodbye London
It was an easy journey to Heathrow, with little luggage, and I was soon in the British Airways lounge drink champagne. Before the plane I got some caviar in Caviar House & Prunier. With lots of newspapers to read, the 4 hour flight back to Cyprus was fine.
At Hilton, Cyprus I was thrilled my welcome back and was soon eating a perfect cooked Irish steak with black pepper sauce reading a sweet note from Housekeeping.
🐻🐻🐻🐻🐻🐻🐻 (7 out of 5 ‘teddies’) - it was a 7 'teddy' weekend in a 7 teddy city. Everyone involved in the weekend went out of their way to make it special for me & I cannot thank them enough. My tips:- you must visit the luxury hotels on Park Lane, try to the Parmesan & truffle fries in the garden at The Ivy Chelsea Gardens & and make a special trip to the Threadneedles Hotel too'.