As you can see, we enjoyed a gorgeous summer day–not too hot, not too cold. This is the view that greeted us as we walked from the parking lot to the restaurant. (Okay, the view is really of the Albany Airport, but if you scrunch down a bit, no more airport. Just a lazy summer sky and a field of yellow posies.
Despite asking my husband to remind me to photograph food, we both forgot. What you see here is about half of our high tea for two.
The second course: very authentic scones; every bite brought back wonderful English memories for us. While the clotted cream was “faux,” it was nonetheless tastey. Genuine clotted cream is thick and yellow-ish, a bit like condensed milk only much thicker and not sweet. Hard to explain, but boy is it good. It’s a perfect balance for the crunchy scone and the sweet jam.
This lonely old outhouse sits on the edge of the property; it looks like its waiting for some customers to cross the field of clover. No worries. The restaurant is completely equipped with powder rooms(!)