This week I’m mostly recovering from the frolics and fizz of a most fun packed hen weekend in the port of Whitby! Nestled into the deep estuary of the River Esk, we were windswept into a nautical world of sailors and stripes and all things nice as we celebrated another of our nearest and dearest in the lead up to her tying the ‘knot’.
After sailing the high seas on Saturday, we descended upon the Rusty Shears Tea Room for a gloriously indulgent afternoon tea. Found tucked away on Silver Street, Rusty Shears is packed full of character (and beaded lampshades) with a ‘Grannies front room’ feel which pleased me enormously. As did the choice of thirty curious flavoured gins on offer including their very own Rusty Fig version, oh and the huge choice of teas of course.
But lets get to the point, the afternoon tea here is a generous display of flavoursome fair that included an array of cakes truly ‘licensed to amaze’, as is stated in the window. Sweet strawberries on a dainty creme patisserie tart and a beautifully light, key lime cheesecake. A chocolate brownie of gooey delight and the prettiest little lemon sponge with a sprinkling of thyme to make anyone smile. The afternoon tea was topped off with a plate full of fruit packed bite size scones with clotted cream as standard. My. Mouth. Is. Watering.
The savouries often get forgotten but in this case they offered a much needed balance, and dare I say a sobering carb hit, for those hen’s already three sheets to the cold North sea wind.
Everything was served up with vintage style and grace. And of course let’s not forget the golden teapot…cue much excitement in the room.
This place has it all in eccentric spades, including a warm welcome and no doubt the patience of saints, particularly when a large party of clucking hens come bounding into Grannies front room with pouting red lips and a morning of cocktails behind them.
Thank you Rusty Shears, you made us all, and our gorgeous bride-to-be, some very happy ladies. xx