The Oscar Wilde Bar’s opulent afternoon tea is a very ‘gilty’ pleasure

“When I die,” I said to Carla, as we entered the Hotel Café Royal’s Oscar Wilde Bar, wide-eyed and unattractively slack-jawed in wonder, “I want to be buried in this room.” I wasn’t even joking. Let this blog post be my last will and testament if tomorrow morning my mortal soul is dispatched by a big […]