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Anyway, this post isn't about her; it's about her buns. Since I set my eyes on the oldest house in Bath, a restaurant and museum that houses these buns I had it at the back of my head all the time and knew I had to make an effort somehow to get myself there again to taste them.
So, my 3rd (or is it 4th?) time in Bath (I had to drag Joey along from one of my trips to Bristol) I finally got the chance.

I wouldn't exactly use disappointing to describe my experience with Sally Lunn and her buns but there were a couple of things that stole the show.

The bread indeed was light and delightful with the traditional, homemade Tispberry Rasberry jam, butter (salted I think) and their own house specialty clotted cream. I mean how can you ever go wrong with butter, bread, cream and jam?



That was Joey's though. I wanted to be adventurous and ordered the cinnamon butter. There were still amazing, just that I personally didn't particularly enjoy the fact that it was melted butter. So, although the fact that it was cinnamon flavored was AMAZING3, the texture basically made me feel like I was eating a greasy half bun (These buns were huge so they came in halves). The fact that the cinnamon made it black/ dark-brown-y didn't help. Slice of orange gave an acidic hint to the buttery sweet cinnamon taste. I liked that.



It came as part of a Cream Tea and having not have traditional English Tea; with brown sugar cubes, milk and things, I thought it was second to none. The same can't be said about the service unfortunately. French maid getups is not enough to win the heart's of customers I'm afraid. :(


WHO IS Judith Calmers anyway?