The Wild Strawberry — Restaurant in England

I was visiting Keswick and I read some good reviews about this place. But when we got in, they sat some people that arrived after us first. And then the waitress came to take the order, and she was talking to quietly. I couldn't hear her well. I told her repeatedly if she could speak louder, please, as I couldn't hear her, but she didn't care. I told her if she could bring us an Afternoon Tea for two people, and then she said she was going to go ask in the kitchen if they wanted to prepare it (what?!). There were other tables eating the Afternoon Tea. Then she came back, and talking quietly again, she said they said not now, they might do it in thirty minutes. So we simply left. The staff behind the bakery looked a bit confused that we left so soon. But sorry, the waitresshad a very rude attitude, and it was illogical that other tables were eating the Afternoon Tea, but when we asked she said no and then went to ask the kitchen if they wanted to prepare it. What was that?! "Wanted to"? We don't know if she was like that because she saw we're tourists or if she's equally rude to everyone. We went to another place were everyone had the opposite attitude - they were very kind. I won't come back to the Wild Strawberry ever again and I don't recommend it. I did read some reviews before in which customers say there's rude young staff... Sadly, it's still the case. Better go...

Alright folks. My wife wouldn't let me say this to the serving staff while we were there (she said it would be highly embarrassing and too American), but here's the real dish. Sometimes, there's this sort of unfathomable soulful link between restaurant and diner, and it is as if everything you didn't know you needed is served to you on a plate, with rapid, polite service, and ideal quality.

This was my experience at The Wild Strawberry. It was as close to a perfect meal for my needs as I could have imagined. The tea: loose leaf, served immediately, perfect English Breakfast. The rhubarb and ginger scone, unique, perfectly crumbly, and paired with heavenly clotted cream.

Photos of laughing sheep everywhere. The bunting was of double-stitched pouches with strawberries on them. Irrelevant to the food but you know that bunting makes the meal.

And then the crêpes came. Wow. We got the Shakara Curry and the mozzarella tomato pesto one. Every bite was gloriously, exquisitely full of flavour. The pesto was so divine that I started scraping it off the plate and licking it off the knife.

We got a Cumbrian Dream Bar to eat after hiking up to Castlerigg. Not at all as sweet as it might have been. Perfect hiking snack.

Am I being too effusive? I don't care. Go eat at The...

Our third visit to this establishment and unfortunately will be our last. Although our food was very nice, this time the children's portion was very disappointing. The same choice was ordered as the previous two times (s'more) but it looked nothing like the previous ones. On our other visits it was much more indulgent and decorated in a way which was very pleasing to the eye, with chocolate brownies inside and on the top, chocolate sauce drizzled over and lots of whipped cream. This one was a folded pancake with some crushed digestive biscuit inside and a few marshmallows scattered on the top, oh and a dusting of icing sugar. They must have changed the names around on the menu from what it used to be as there is one on the menu as I have described above but it was called something different, however, it was definitely the 's' more' we ordered previously. We were very disappointed but I suppose we should have checked the description on the menu...