Everything was for sale, and again, I so wished I had won the lottery. And pledged to buy a ticket the next time it got up to hundreds of millions. (Note: I haven't yet!)
The interior is beautifully lit by large windows on the staircase.
Two views of the graceful staircase.
Above is a Cabinet of Oyster Veneer and Floral Marquetry on a stand, English, ca. 1690.
Japanned Bureau-Cabinet
Early 18th c., black and gilt, from Germany
The Grey Room
A feast for the eye, indeed. You can have hours of enjoyment by surfing the website of Mallett both in London and New York.
Saying a heartfelt thank-you and a reluctant good-bye to Ms. Hamilton, we departed.
"Time for lunch," Ed noted
"I have just the place," I said quickly. "And it's only a short walk." At least, I hoped it would be a short walk -- and it was, to the restaurant Kristine and Greg enjoyed a few months before, Burger and Lobster.
The Lansdowne Club
On the way, we passed the Lansdowne Club, in the part of Lansdowne House that remained after the building was partially demolished in the early 1930's to put through Fitzmaurice Street, connecting Curzon Street with Berkeley Square. Read more about the club and the history of the building
here.
Agreements which ended the American Revolution were made on the premises.
Gordon Selfridge lived here in the 1920's.
If you are a watcher of Mr. Selfridge on PBS, in future episodes I suspect he will move to Lansdowne House where he held famous (infamous?) parties. Ever heard of the Dolly Sisters?
Burger and Lobster, 29 Clarges Street, Mayfair
Our table awaits
The restaurant was crowded and the food delicious. Ed was again delighted to be off his feet and able to take refreshment. Gin, as I recall. The décor is very avant, and reminded me of the latest trendy restaurant at home -- skylights, lots of clear lightbulbs on long cords, draped into groups, solid, simple furniture. The burgers were thick and juicy, the lobster delicate and tasty. We both loved it, but eventually we had to surrender our comfy spot to the waiting hordes..
As always, when wandering Mayfair, many of the buildings had blue plaques noting former residents.
46 Clarges Street was once the home of Charles James Fox, the ultimate Whig and the bane of many a Tory. Appropriately, it is now the home of
The Fox Club.
The Fox Club
After another visit to Boots Pharmacy, Ed headed to Green Park Station to catch a Victoria tube back to St. Pancras. He could spend the remainder of the afternoon in the hotel soaking his foot and napping. As for me, I had an Agenda!!! After all, I was in LONDON!!! Details coming soon.
