Great Fosters Hotel Offers Throwback Luxury

As the driver pulls up in front of the 17th century manor, we step outside and duck our heads to enter through the Alice in Wonderland doorway. Inside, it’s like traveling back to Jacobean times, when the Great Fosters Hotel began life as a royal hunting lodge. It was converted in the 1930s by the Sutcliffe family, who remain the owners of this stately manor, with its beautiful dark wood panels, leaded glass windows, authentic tapestries and an original oak staircase.

Rooms are a choice of old and new. The king suite embraces its medieval past with a four poster bed and walls cloaked in dark wood and crimson velvet. Contemporary rooms are out of a Ralph Lauren showroom, with clean, light colors, ticking-stripes and views over the four secret gardens and Saxon moat.

It’s a Friday evening in early summer — not at all too early for a drink in the garden as we unwind from the toll of the work week. The garden sprawls over 50 acres, with a maze, sculptures, a kitchen garden, a pond home to baby ducklings, and a sunken rose garden. We’ve taken just one sip of the fantastic house champagne before we feel a million miles from the Big Smoke. Nibbling on bright green, Sicilian olives the size of my thumb, we’re treated to a tasting of Brut and regular bubbly by the Great Foster’s sommelier, whose passion and hospitality leave little doubt he was born to do this job.

Supper is in the Estate Grill, updated with lots of windows, and colorful art, creating a light atmosphere. Unlike many intimate hotel dining rooms, there’s enough ambient background noise to dull conversations and avoid an overly formal vibe.

British classics and desserts are what the kitchen does best. Steak is cooked to perfection,and thrice-cooked chips delivered to the next table create order envy so fierce, we cave to the craving and discover they’re worth every calorie. The real strength is the pastries. People come for the egg custard, a small individual tart made fresh for two, served with strawberries and cream. A dark chocolate and raspberry dish with home-made marshmallows, the kind that melt instantly, is refined and heavenly, while the salted toffee cream with bananas isn’t as sickly sweet as it sounds. These are, hands down, some of the finest desserts we’ve eaten — anywhere. And staff will happily wrap up whatever you can’t finish.

We spend the next morning attempting to walk off at least a fraction of our sins, with a stroll around the grounds, past the heated swimming pool, wishing we could stay just another day. If you’ve ever dreamt of spending the night in an old manor, this is it; situated within half an hour’s drive of Heathrow it’s the most perfect way to either kick off a British holiday, or finish one, like the landed gentry.

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