"Where is the Authors' Lounge?" I asked a doorman dressed in traditional Thai clothes.
He didn't answer, but signaled somebody to approach. Without speaking to him, she asked me:
"Did you come for the afternoon tea?" Tense about my judgment, the Tourism Authority of Thailand had obviously briefed the staff about my planned visit. "Please follow me," she added without waiting for my answer. We crossed the sumptuous lobby leftwards and entered the lounge.
The OrientalConsistently considered among the world's best hotels, the Oriental includes a not less famous spot: the Author's Lounge. Its name honors the large list of authors who visited it: Joseph Conrad, Noel Coward, Graham Greene, Frederick Forsythe, V. S. Naipul, John le Carré, Barbara Cartland, Pico Iyer, Mario Vargas Llosa and James A. Michener among others. Somerset Maugham, wrote there "The Gentleman in the Parlor."
Least, but not LastOriental occupies a prime location by the
Chao Phraya River, near the western end of
Silom Road. The Saphan Taksin
Skytrain station is a few blocks away; taxi boats stop at the Tha Oriental (Tha means pier in Thai); bus 15 connects the area with
Khaosan Road.
There is no need to make reservations, the service is first-come-first-serve style, but a smart casual dress code is imposed, which means wearing neither sandals nor shorts. The lounge opens daily between 11 AM and 8 PM, while the Afternoon Tea is served between noon and 6 PM. The last cost 950 baht and was subject to a 10% service charge and 7% tax.
Without going into details, the toilets were not fit of such an institution; Starbucks'
Hua Hin offered better facilities.
Authors' LoungeThe oldest part of The Oriental was designed by the Italian S. Cardu and opened in 1887 as the first luxury hotel in Siam. Known as the Authors' Wing, on its ground floor is the lounge of the same name.
Recently renovated, the lounge features white-washed rattan furniture with hand-painted upholstery and Siamese umbrellas, as well as bamboo and palm trees within a typical colonial structure. It is divided into three parts: a covered patio, an inner sitting room and an office styled room attached to the last.
The Afternoon Tea is prepared under the caring supervision of chef Francois Laloue and offers a wonderful mix of English and Asian dishes. Imperial Britain mixes here with royal Thailand to give a glimpse of far gone times, in which illusions of power reigned.
We, Simple HumansNot all of us are English dukes or waltzed a coffee in Vienna; terms as "high tea," "afternoon tea" and "Einspänner" are not known in many places. I bring here a few definitions.
TeaStrangely enough, "tea" may refer to a meal. "High tea" is an early evening meal, while "afternoon tea" is a light meal typically eaten in the early afternoon. However, "high tea" can be used also for an elaborate afternoon tea. The meal originated in the United Kingdom, and can be found in areas that were part of the former British Empire or near them. Placed between the former colonies of Malaysia and Myanmar, Thailand's best hotels adopted this colonial treat.
SavouryThe savoury course of a traditional British meal follows the sweet pudding or dessert course and is designed to clear the palate before the Port is served; it consists of salty snacks.
Einspänner and FiakerAustrian coffee is of remarkable quality, and is qualified using terms a bit different from the Italian ones we have learned to love. The basic Austrian cup of coffee is called Kleiner Schwarzer (or Kleiner Mokka) and is almost identical to an Italian Espresso. It is prepared with at least 8 grams of freshly ground coffee with 40-60 ml of water steam, extracting coffee into a cup for up to 60 seconds (the longer steaming time of the Austrian is the main difference between the two coffees). A großer Schwarzer is a double Mokka and if it is topped with whipped cream, then it is called Einspänner. A Fiaker is an "Einspaenner" with a shot of rum.
The Afternoon Tea"The inner room offers more privacy," the waitress said while I studied the lounge. The remark was strange, since except for us there were only other three Thais sharing a tea in the patio, but "privacy" was the charm for me. I entered the room and chose a rattan chair facing the patio; however, as soon as I sat down, I spotted a surveillance camera at one of the corners. Not all the renovation process was faithful to the original setup.
Resigned, I accepted the menu handed to me. It included different set teas and special items. I chose the English Afternoon Tea, but instead of ordering one of the drinks offered with it, I combined it with an Einspaenner, which cost an extra 290 baht and arrived with a little glass of water. The offered teas featured many specially prepared blends, like the Marco Polo one, which included black tea with Chinese and Tibetan fruits and flowers. A whole page of the menu described the items included in the set meal.
Since I used the table next to me for writing, the frail waitress bravely picked up a nearby table and brought up next to me. Smiling at my obvious surprise, she brought a green lime and gin sorbet and placed it on the replaced table.
A small, three-layered round tray arrived then almost at the same time with the coffee. Having arrived hungry after having skipped lunch, I thought: "Is that all?" However, the tray was mischievous, I could barely finish it and only the curiosity to check out the next item kept me going.
The coffee was an error. Despite being excellent, topped with fresh cream and sprinkled with caramelized sugar, it was too small for such a meal.
"Are your pictures good? The scone is hot, eat it first," the waitress ordered me, while I was happily chewing on the smoked salmon finger sandwich. It was the first of her frequent visits to check everything was fine. Despite her politeness and excellent English, it became a bit of a nuisance, especially while she took away the plate with the jams and butter when she judged I had finished with them. These included strawberry preserve, Oriental pomelo marmalade, mystic rose petal jam and creamy butter.
The scones she spoke about were a plain one and a raisin one; scones are a Scottish bread, lightly resembling sweetened tall cookies. The finger sandwiches I preferred were four, and included egg and chive mayonnaise, smoked salmon, cooked ham and cheddar cheese remoulade and finally a cucumber, cream cheese and micro cress one. An additional savoury was a chicken mince turnover.
Other items included an English fruit cake, an orange butter cake, and a berries and kiwi tartlet. Potted ginger creme brulee - literally scorched cream, a rich custard topped with caramelized sugar - combined well with a berry panna cotta shot; the panna cotta was placed within an espresso cup and was covered with various berries within a thick syrup. A soft brownie, Macadamia and chocolate cookies, and cinnamon short bread were also in the tray, next to an item called opera which I could not identify properly. I avoided adding specific qualifiers for each item listed here, since all of them were excellent and created a remarkable blend of flavours and textures.
"Excellent," I answered the waitress while leaving the place. The camera kept silent.
3:20 PMBefore leaving, I looked at my watch. It was 3:20 PM. Walking vigorously, I reached the nearest Skytrain station within minutes. Trying to check the time it took me, I found my watch was gone. I had just been robbed.