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Afternoon Tea at Mar Hall

It was my gran’s 81st birthday a couple of weeks ago. I presented her with a list of birthday options, including dinner at a nice restaurant and go-karting. A knee operation didn’t stop my gran from zealously choosing the latter, despite me having actually listed it as a joke. I managed to talk her into afternoon tea at Mar Hall instead, which we finally did today. Maybe we’ll do go-karting next year, gran.

Anyway, afternoon tea at Mar Hall has become my favourite afternoon tea to date. The coffee was good, the chairs comfy, and the cakes brought to you in a doggy bag if you couldn’t manage to scoff them, which we couldn’t. Surprisingly. Oh, and the company was …

 
 

Afternoon Tea

It’s been a suh-weet weekend, with afternoon tea at the esteemed Hidden Lane Tearoom. Ayden and I enjoyed finger sandwiches and cakes, washed down with two pots of tea. We went for the bog standard Afternoon Tea on the menu and found ourselves walking away with adequate food babies, so I’m glad we didn’t opt for the Luxury Afternoon Tea (perhaps next time).

 
 

Gin From A Teapot

Shawshank (that’s my friend. It’s not her real name. Shawshank is from Uist and I was unable to pronounce her name. We gave her this nickname over a decade ago and it’s stuck) invited me to Cup Tea Garden to drink gin from a teapot. It complimented our afternoon tea perfectly.

Definitely a recommended visit if you like gin. Oh, and afterwards pop around the corner to The Spiritualist for more gin.

 
 

The Hidden Lane Tearoom

The Hidden Lane Tearoom is true to its name, tucked away in a charismatic courtyard that you have to venture down a discreet alley off of Argyle Street to get to. I went with Shona, who was the perfect person to discover this gem with as she enjoys her vintage crockery, classic tea and so on. We went late afternoon when it wasn’t busy, which was good as this place is tiny. The food was good, chai tea was on the menu, and the general atmosphere of the place was… different, but definitely in a good way.

 
 

Gran’s 83rd Birthday

My Gran had a bad fall. We were all set to head to Mar Hall for afternoon tea (my favourite place for cake, coffee and sandwiches!), but at 83 the fall badly impacted her back. As a result, we celebrated my Gran’s 83rd birthday from her house.

There was still cake. Chocolate. And I got to see my nephew, Blake. Any day that involves chocolate cake and my nephew is a good day. Happy birthday, Gran.

 
 

RailsBridge

This weekend was fun. I headed to Edinburgh for RailsBridge, an organisation working to increase diversity in tech. There was a turnout of about 20-30 female programmers in TechCube, and – for me personally – it was great to work on an app and have an experienced programmer (teacher) I could ask questions to as I progressed.

I spent the weekend at my sister’s shop, which is next door to Casa Angelina – a vintage tearoom. It’s fairly new yet seems to have gained popularity with its afternoon tea. We didn’t quite stretch to afternoon tea, but the soup and cake I did have was very tasty.

 
 

Edinburger

This weekend didn’t exactly turn out as planned. With The Met Office issuing an amber weather warning, I figured it was safer I give driving to Manchester a miss. All geared up for an adventure, though, I boosted to my sister’s in Edinburgh and proceeded to have one of the best weekends I’ve experienced in a while.

My sister has been telling me about frozen yoghurt since she spent summer in LA a few years ago. I finally got to try it after Edinburgh’s opening of a frozen yoghurt bar, and it was every bit as good as my sister had been telling me. Open one of these in Glasgow, please.

We also stopped off at what is becoming a regular haunt for us, The Chocolate Tree on Bruntsfield Place. They are dog friendly and do a mean hot chocolate.

That’s not all. We drank afternoon cocktails, splurged on steak sandwiches, visited a secret shoe shop (where photos were forbidden) and window shopped at vintage stores. We also did the tourist thing, spending a bit of time on Royal Mile and climbing Arthur’s Seat. A bit of indulgence followed with a lot of fresh air makes for a happy Ashley.

I like visiting Edinburgh, and after this weekend I think I’ll visit even more.