This week my delightful assistant and I called in at a place I’d been meaning to visit for a while. We’d driven past it a couple of times recently en route to other tearooms, and this week it was finally given the visit it deserved.
It’s another of these great farm shop-tearoom combos and sits nicely in the Kingdom of Fife, not far from Tearoom of the Week (5).
I’m sure I’ve never been anywhere with so many welly boots on display. I’ve seen wellies with flowers in them before, and small wellies perched on the wall of a nursery school by way of decoration, but it wasn’t until I came here that I realised just how versatile, creative and inspiring the wellington boot can be.
Two animals made from welly boots greet you outside the front door. A dog:
And a small horse:
The door handles have been unusually fashioned out of a garden fork and a spade and someone has left their footprints on the glass:
There’s a lot going on behind these doors: a farm food shop, a gift shop and a pottery, as well as the cafe we were headed for. To get there we had to circumnavigate a table with some sponge cakes on top of it and wellies underneath. Note the wellies on the top shelf behind the table too:
Inside the cafe there was a lovely smell of woodsmoke coming from a warming fire surrounded by soft leather sofas. It’s not very obvious in this picture but the cushion covers had wellies on them:
The sofas were comfy and relaxing, but when we’d decided to order meals we moved to a dining table so that eating off plates would be easier. That gave us a fine view of the tearoom with its glowing orbs suspended from the ceiling:
My lovely assistant ordered one of the daily specials, a mushroom omelette, which she said was delicious:
And I had a very tasty cheese and pickle panini:
We both had tea, which came in a big teapot supplying about 5 cupfuls. It was so good that we ordered a second pot, and shared a piece of apple and maple cake, which had a surprising butterscotch icing. The cake’s texture was very unusual and reminded me of choux pastry (my assistant thinks I’m talking rot with my warblings of choux pastry, but unfortunately for her it’s my fingers tapping the keys and I’m sticking to my guns):
Each table had a little cruet set on it, in the form of a pair of tiny painted ceramic wellies. There were lots of different designs but I liked ours best. Here they are, sitting next to one of the excellent cups of tea:
And here are some wee blue ones:
And wee cream ones with hearts on:
The toilets were quite splendid, with large shiny trough-like sinks and wallpaper that looked as if it had grown there:
The farm shop was full of interesting food and drink items, including a cheese counter, complete with small cheese-loving creature:
The gift shop contained a considerable number of welly-inspired gifts, including cruet sets displayed on a sort of Giant’s Causeway:
And a little owl made of sticks:
A sign next to the door on the way out made me pause for thought: