Of all the summer events to look forward to each year, Chelsea in Bloom has to be one of my favourites.
I can never explore it all, even with a map, although this probably has more to do with my terrible sense of direction than anything else hihi (ask any one of my friends). Terrible senses of direction aside (if only I could say “we’ve all been there”), Chelsea in Bloom is undoubtfully one of the most extensive and hotly-prepared events of the summer season, and I cannot remember the last time it hasn’t shocked me at least
once twice countless times.
This year was no different!
Everyone has a certain simple something that, when given, makes their day (and can also be used to persuade;). For some people it’s chocolate, for others, cookies; others more like red velvet cakes (this is what I use to get my brother to do things). For me, it’s flowers. And anything with truffles. But also flowers.
So you guys can imagine the effect Chelsea in Bloom has on me.
When we arrived at Colbert, Sloane Square, we arrived with a mission: to see as much as we could until we got carried away by food with truffles. Unfortunately, this was made more difficult by the fact that my mom and fellow truffle lover, Alex, had chosen to join me. Already, our odds were slashed quite sharply.
But we decided to make do with what we had (limited but still present patience), and head over to Pont Street to begin our Chelsea in Bloom exploration quest.
Behold- floral extravaganza in all its floral glory.
Unfortunately, I have to cut in here with some sad news. We didn’t manage to make it to the end of Pont Street, because a cheese-monger gave me a flyer for his cheese shop, informing me that he had some truffle cheese stocks there. As soon as I heard that, I dropped everything. Well, almost everything (I needed my wallet to buy the truffle cheese), and headed over to where I thought his cheese shop was situated.
Above: me thinking of my truffle cheese.
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Of course, as you guys know, I have terrible sense of direction, so I didn’t manage to find the cheese shop. I got lost on the way 🙁 Luckily though, I did find some gorgeously decorated shops on Pavilion Street which I can share with you all here.
My hopes were almost up after my cheese-trekking disaster (we gave up, alas), and Alex and I were about to grudgingly continue our Chelsea in Bloom quest when Alex remembered Partridges.
Anyone who knows Partridges knows the allure of the store to us truffle lovers.
If you don’t, here’s a brief picture: truffle tomato ketchup stacked on shelves lined also with black truffles and white truffle oil and truffle preserves; truffle pasta in the refrigerated section, truffle risotto with the rice, and truffle cheeses in the cheese counter. Oh, and lest I forget, truffle mac ‘n cheese in the hot food section.
It is a mini truffle paradise.
So of course we headed towards Partridges 😉
We met up with fellow truffle lover Elizabeth, and we all walked together in the direction of truffle-haven Partridges, snapping photos on the way.
The pictures stop here. Food-1; Soleil-0