Sometimes traveling can be extremely tiresome. Especially if you have to wake up at God-knows-when o’clock, you’re about to go on a long haul flight, you’ve got a heavy carry-on that is killing your back, and you’ve barely got your wits about you. This is the time to give yourself a little treat. One treat I was really looking forward to was breakfast at Gordon Ramsay’s Plane Food. This was my first time ever going to a Gordon Ramsay restuarant, so I was pretty excited. The sun still hadn’t rose as I passed through security and put my beady and tired little eyes to a well known task: looking for food.
Eating at Gordon Ramsay’s Plane Food was a wonderful experience. I don’t think a more civilised breakfast is to be had anywhere else at Heathrow Airport, though one really is spoiled for choice. The dining area was modern, but plush. It felt ever so welcoming to sit my weary self on the caramel leather sofas and order myself a pot of tea. English Breakfast, but of course. It’s the HH tea of choice you know. When my tea arrived, I noticed that the china it was served in was pretty nice, not the cheap stuff. I could tell as soon as I picked it up. Turns out that it was Gordon Ramsay’s design for Royal Doulton. Ah, that Chef Ramsay sure does know how to market himself, no? Actually as soon as you walk into Plane Food there is a big glass cabinet displaying many of the Gordon Ramsay cook books. My honest opinion on this matter is that Ramsay has over exposed and over marketed himself. It’s my theory that this is why he has been experiencing such a decline. I think he needs to pull back a bit.
Anyway, my order for tea was promptly served, and the rest of my breakfast soon followed. The service was highly attentive and efficient. So, it’s actually perfect for the traveller in a hurry. Moi was in no hurry though. I planned to spend some time here, to eat slowly and really enjoy my food. And enjoy I did.
For breakfast it was a toss up between two items: the Eggs Norwegian, or the banana and honeycomb pancakes. I really wanted to try both (I can definitely put away two breakfasts, but I would have been a teeny bit embarrassed, Mr P was not with me, so I wouldn’t have been able to point the finger in his direction). I decided on the eggs. For a long flight, it’s smarter to eat a more nutritionally rich breakfast. I think I made the right decision. The eggs Norwegian consisted of a half of an English muffin, upon which there was some delicious smoked salmon, two perfectly poached eggs, lovingly covered in some flavourful hollandaise (yes, I just felt it must have been made with love). It was a small breakfast, but an excellent one. The eggs were incredibly fresh. I loved breaking into them. They yolks were especially vivid. Almost an orange colour. They were so cheery, like little sunshines on a gloomy morning.
After the eggs, my sprits lifted and that’s when I decided, hey, why not add a little something extra. After all, who knows when I’ll be coming here again (as you can only visit this restaurant if you are on a BA flight at Heathrow’s Terminal 5). So, I ordered some mini pastries to help me finish up my pot of English Breakfast. They really were mini. Normally I don’t like “little food”, but these were just so cute. The croissants were only like the size of my thumb. There were two of those, and they were flaky and warm. Very nice. There were also two mini pain au chocolat, which were really delish. You could tell that they used some kind of high quality chocolate. It was good stuff. And there was one little snail shaped pain au raisan. So lovely. There was a teeny bit of custard or something similar between the swirly layer, and the raisins were incredibly moist. Ah… so good! These mini pastries were served with some little pots of Tiptree orange marmalade, strawberry jam, and honey (I didn’t use them though).
Note the funny little knife. I have a feeling it might have something to do with airport security.
Airport food, no matter where you have it, tends to be pricy. My breakfast cost £17.44. Included in this price is a £1.50 cover charge. I really didn’t think this was too bad for the pleasant atmosphere, the prompt service, and most importantly, the delicious breakfast. I totally recommend it, and hey, guess what daaaaahlings? After fueling up, there’s a duty-free Harrods right next door!
Best part of all? You can sneer at the plebs eating their breakfast sandwiches. “Poor creatures,” I think to myself as I pet my little belly pot and smirk.
Did you see Chef Gordon Ramsay? Is he there? Please please please please tell me ! I’ve always wanted to see him he’s a hero ! <3
No, he wasn’t there daaaahling.