Brunch with friends.
I felt like I was having my very own Sex & The City moment. You know, when Carrie would meet with the girls on a weekend. Girl chat, laughter, making memories, recalling memories, eating good food and catching up on all the little things. I just wish I could see these girls more often. It’s a promise I have made to myself for 2019 and so far I am off to a good start.
What better way to spend a Saturday than with friends, good coffee (I mean look how pretty it is), brunch and a décor that leaves you wanting to instantly shop for checkerboard flooring? I know right.
The Boston Tea Party definitely rocks the shabby chic look. Surrounded by beautiful old buildings on Corporation Street, in the heart of Birmingham. I couldn’t help but look up as we made our way from the train station, admiring the architecture – very nearly walking past before one of the girls shrieked to say that we had made it. And it didn’t disappoint inside.
Now, when I’m looking for somewhere to catch up with friends there are three maybe four really important factors to consider…
- Is the coffee good (and pretty) *tick*
- Do they cater for all dietary requirements *tick*
- Are they breastfeeding friendly *tick*
- And is the building Instagrammable *double tick*
The food was delicious. They cater for so many dietary requirements. And I love that breakfast and brunch is served all day. It’s my favourite meal of the day so to have a café bar that isn’t restricted by what time of day it is was a real treat. And speaking of treats, the Sourdough Eggy Bread with Smoked bacon and Avocado was mouth-wateringly good. The coffee was smooth, full of flavour and very pretty. My only regret is not going back for a gluten free cake for the train journey home. Next time.
The perfect space for brunch with friends. I can’t wait to go back or even look out for one of their cafes on our travels. When was the last time you caught up with friends? That reminds me I must set a date for the next catch up.
*Disclosure – this post was produced in collaboration with The Boston Tea Party. All words and photos are my own.