We’ve had a tradition over the last few years of going somewhere posh for breakfast on my birthday and this year we decided to go to the Wolseley in Piccadilly.
The interior of the Wolseley is almost worth a visit in its own right – a beautiful, high vaulted, art deco and very classy vision. On this visit we were seated facing the back, which is slightly unfortunate, however, my seven month old daughter just gazed up and around almost the whole time.
Even the tables, cutlery and other utensils are impressive – silver plate, for one, is in abundance.
It’s always difficult choosing what to have here as there is a magnificent selection of breakfast treats. Probably the establishments star-turn is the eggs benedict but as I’d already had this on several occasions I wanted something new.
I settled on a plate of kippers to start with followed by some french toast. Deborah went for the eggs benedict plus some yoghurt and granola. It’s worth having a side order of toast just to get the wonderful preserves on offer and of course some good coffee was essential.
The kippers were perfectly cooked and of good quality (not the artificially coloured ones). They were a tiny bit bony but this is a small price to pay for such flavour.
I tried not to think how much butter went into the french toast and to concentrate on just how good they tasted. Crispy and lovely and with a generous slurp of maple syrup.
The coffee was good, if not great, but is served in fantastic silver pots.
The service, sometimes criticised in other reviews, was very good on this occasion, although I did get told off for videoing the room.
My wife tells me that this was the finest baby changing room she’s ever been in, something many places don’t even think about.
All in all, a wonderful morning and a great experience. We walking out into the cold full, content and satisfied.
I can’t wait to go again.