As I mentioned a couple of posts back, Rob took me along Alnwick gardens as one of my birthday surprises. The gardens themselves are absolutely amazing (definitely worth a visit!) but the highlight of the day by a clear mile was lunch at The Treehouse restaurant in the gardens. The walkway up to it is littered in fairy lights - I love fairy lights at the best of times, but when they present themselves in abundance like this it makes me want to pee my pants - and the actual building itself it pretty much the treehouse we all dreamed of as children.
Just. Look. At. All. Those. Fairylights. Magical's the only word to describe the place, I've never felt more like I was in a Disney fairytale in my life.
Even the walk up to the toilets is beautiful...
I know, even the table water's fancy. After giving the beautiful menu a long ponder (I should probably add that I've recently fund out I'm allergic to gluten - lame - and that there's lots of choices for us little sickos) I settled on chicken breast with potato puree, roasted pistachios (oh god, so good) and buttered spinach, while Rob went for the roasted pork belly with mulled cider cabbage, mashed potato, apple tulles and creamy jus. It was all incredibly delicious and cooked to absolute perfection, the buttery mash just melted as soon as you put it in your mouth and the chicken fell apart at the mere mention of a knife. I'll let the photos do the talking...
Here's a photo of what we look like when we're eating, I know you're all wondering. Just as it seemed life couldn't get any better, our desserts arrived and OH MUMMA. Rob went for the cheeseboard with home-made chutney and fruit which he said was a true delight, but I think I won the Battle of the Desserts hands down with my salted caramel and chocolate brownie cheesecake. That's right, salted caramel AND chocolate brownie. Has a better combo ever existed? To summarise, no. No it hasn't.
We finished up with some tea in world's coolest (but also heaviest - I almost broke my wrist taking this photo) teapot and then made our way back through Alnwick gardens with a full-bellied, sleepy smile on our face. Kind of like the look Joseph Gordon Levitt always has.
So, there we have it. A truly delicious meal in, visually, the most beautiful restaurant I've ever eaten at. Next time, though, I'm wearing my princess dress.