TRAVEL THERE: AFTERNOON TEA AT THE PHOENICIAN
Often in life, you dream about, look forward to and anticipate something, and then when it happens it just wasn’t worth all that energy. However, when you’ve looked forward to something for decades and it surpasses even your greatest expectations, how rewarding that is. Afternoon Tea at the Phoenician was everything I ever hoped it would be and even more! Come let’s sip and savor.
Entering by the Back Door
Of all the things that have ever been invented for travel, the GPS is by far one of the very best. That being said, sometimes it has an odd way of getting you where you want to be. On all my other visits to the Phoenician Resort, I had come in through the main entrance and in my imagination, that’s the way I thought we’d enter for our Afternoon Tea. Instead, the GPS took us to some back entrance, through the golf courses. Don’t get me wrong. It was lovely, but it didn’t match my memory and it made finding where we should park a bit of a challenge. Hence we were running a few minutes late and though I was keeping a clamp on my anxiety, after we did find someplace to park, instead of being near the lobby, we were wandering through the ballrooms and shops and every where except where we needed to be.
When we did get to the lobby cafe, where Tea is served, they seated us in what should have been a very advantageous table, overlooking the beautiful pools, but the sun was shining in so brightly, that even with my sunglasses I felt like someone was poking me in the eye. As soon as we told the waitress our challenge we were moved to another table which was just as nice, but between the gauntlet we ran to get there and the small ado over moving, it took me a few moments to realize I was at the Phoenician for Afternoon Tea.
Linen tablecloths and napkins, heavy flatware, Wedgewood china, elegrant crystal, clotted cream, orange marmalade and berry jam set the scene for our meal. Huge pots of tea were delivered, which we enjoyed so much they had to be refilled throughout the meal. Then they started bringing food and they just kept bringing it until we had to tell them to stop.
The first course was finger sandwiches: cucumber, asparagus, salmon, chicken salad and egg salad. Each tiny finger sandwich was a little masterpiece to look at. And to eat – YUM!
Next came the scones. Bill decided he preferred what Starbucks calls scones, but those aren’t really traditional scones. The Phoenician scones were what I call scones and they were good. They weren’t the best I’d ever had. That honor goes to the little tea shop I used to frequent in San Luis Obispo, but there was nothing wrong with the Phoenician version.
Once we’d had all the scones we wanted, the desserts started and they just kept coming. Eclairs, coffee operas, scottish shortbreads, mango domes, fruit tartlets, milk chocolate bavarois, sable bretons, chocolate dipped strawberries and brandied cherry pompomettes.
Every single one was more delicious than the last one and look how pretty they were. Theoretically, we could still be there eating them, because they kept trying to get us to have more, but we were stuffed!
The service was gracious, friendly and attentive. I was carried away with the china, almost as much as the food. It was gorgeous. The people watching was spectacular. Once was not enough, I can’t wait to go back!
Enjoying the Resort
With our meal over, we wanted to see everything, especially the wonderful veranda which overlooks the pool. We went on a little photo safari. I hope you enjoy it.
Next up – a little bagpipe music. You don’t want to miss that! So, come back next week!