On my recent trip to the motherland, I just couldn’t get enough of the great British tearoom. We had such a jolly time in the North East but when Maureen, my mum-in-law suggested a day out in Harrogate, I was all over it… Because Betty’s Tearoom! There was the slight technical hitch of the four hour round trip but Bryan was happy to take it all in his strive, or should I say all in his drive! So that’s how one sunny Tuesday, me, David, his folks and his sister Jen pile in to the car for bonhomie at Betty’s.

The queues here are legendary – on busy weekends they can snake around the block – and I don’t want to take any chances. Betty’s in my number one thing to see, eat and do in Harrogate so we hot foot it straight there.
We needn’t have worried as there’s no queue and we stroll right in. At first, we’re seated downstairs in the lower dining room which is freezing and not my favourite. After a quiet word with the waiter, Jen scores us a table in the main tea salon which is light, bright and a lot more like it. Becky is our server and is just about as sweet as the treats she serves.

When I go to a restaurant or cafe I always ask “what’s good here"” but then it can get a bit awkward when they tell me what’s good but I choose whatever I want anyway. What can I say" I know my own mind!

Becky helps us navigate the menu with some canny choices. Everyone chooses savou...