Fortnum & Mason, the Queen's grocer for the last 300 years+, has become one of my favorite places in London (besides Jivamukti Yoga, of course). It's posh yet not snobby, with elegant and exquisite everything. I could easily spend all day in there. We went for our first high tea on my birthday, and 5 year old just couldn't believe the food came on tiered trays for this event. Had to share this pic of her peeking from behind the yummy assortment, and in front of one of the gorgeous windows on Piccadilly Street.
Labels: Food, London