Last weekend the ladies and I ventured down to Winchester to visit our fine lass Ellen.
We have recently got into the habit of having sleepovers again. But rather than just strolling down the road with a pillow and a bag of Haribo Strawbs, we go on mini adventures across the UK to our various abodes.
A big lol to my rents who told me I probably won’t have sleepovers forever… Here I am still at it 10 years later hehe >:) With added prosecco, naturally.
I thought this post would be full of cute girly weekend snaps but nah, the weekend pretty much consisted of ALL the food.
So I guess this is a bit of a virtual foodie tour of Winchester, just in case you decide to visit and get peckish eh?
We had mugs of tea and catch ups at Ellen’s gaff before heading out for a spot of brunch at Josie’s.
Starting with bubbles hehe.
Each time I visit we gotta go Josie’s. It is just SO glorious we can’t help ourselves!
Avo ‘n’ poached eggs on toast for Emily.
Breakfast taco for meeee. (Halloumi is an essential)
We finished with a few macarons to share, like the sassy ladies we are 💁
We then mooched into town to Ellen’s fave shop, The Hambledon. A very beautiful smelling cave of wonders, full of the most glorious bits and bobs.
These cute salt & pepper shakers…
Cute slogan mugs (SUCH a sucker for these).
After lots of lusting and wishing we had more pennies, we swiftly moved on to Chococo.
The most wonderful chocolate shop selling the most dreamy array of sweet treats, lots tasters (always a winner) and maybe the best hot choc I have ever tasted? I went for 70% choc with almond milk AND they give you a lil choc on the side. Mine was gin hehe, they know how to please a gal 🙌
Hot cups of cocoa in hand, we ventured to the woods on a mission to pick sloe berries as ya do. (I am on a mission to create a big bottle of sloe gin for Christmas this year).
Ain’t Winchester one of the prettiest cities EVER?
The sloe berry picking didn’t go so well…
A few steps into the woods and it started pissin’ daaan cats, dogs, hailstones and all sorts! We huddled beneath our two brollies for a while, hysterically bellowing, screaming and singing, then decided we should probably take shelter.
Shelter being code word for PUB.
The Black Boy is Ellen’s regular haunt in Winchester. It is SO bloody cosy, fully of strange little collections, upside down Christmas trees, open fires and board games.
A few G&T’s down, we made our way back to Ellen’s with soggy boots and wet hair for…. MORE GRUB. Shock hehe.
We devoured Indian, sank many bottles of prosecco and nattered until the early hours. UGH these are just the best kinda nights ❤️
I reckon you are gonna bloody LOVE the next Winchester foodie spot. Say ‘ello to Rawberry. The most d i v i n e, pretty *ahem* V Instagrammable and cheap breakfast spot.
That’s right. PINK bloody lattes. The basic betch dream, I am all over it.
It is pink from beetroot btw, but I think it tastes pretty decent.
Also ordered was a charcoal latte. Essentially steamed coconut milk, but looks pretty damn cool nonetheless!
Both Fifi and I ordered the acai bowl (gotta be done) and Ellen ordered the cocoa berry porridge.
Plus some sweet treats inc. this sweet potato & pineapple muffin…
Aaaaaand then we hopped on the train back up to London, full and very content indeed!
The best weekends consist of good food, prosecco and chums. 👌 If you ever visit Winchester (you defo should), then 10239% recommend visiting all the above gems.
What are your plans this weekend? Matt’s family are coming up to stay, we are going to The Little Taperia this eve, followed by a mooch in Kew Gardens tomorrow, my faaave 🌿🙌