If the smell of Bradfords made my teeth nervous, then the pineapple soufflé — a wobbling mound of yellow cream, coated in icing, atop a pastry base — had them screaming in protest. This camp confection was appropriately packed with sweet, synthetic fruitiness. The walls, if you licked them, would surely taste like the powder-pink icing of the delicious Chelsea buns. Cakes, sandwiches and more substantial dishes are all homemade on site, but this is not a place for serious gourmets. It is old school, lace-doily tea at its finest, and the best way of escaping a Sauchiehall soaking on a grim day.
245 Sauchiehall Street
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