LONDON DIARIES: AN AFTERNOON AT GRACE BELGRAVIA

LONDON DIARIES: AN AFTERNOON AT GRACE BELGRAVIA

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Nestled within the grand expanse of a Grade II listed building in Belgravia lies a sanctuary exclusively for women, spanning an impressive 11,000 square feet. Grace Belgravia This private members club isn’t just a space, it’s an experience—a haven where well-being takes center stage. Picture this: a fusion of a medical clinic, rejuvenating spa, cutting-edge gym, and an exquisite beauty salon, all under one roof. And let’s not forget the discreet yet health-conscious restaurant, equally perfect for sealing deals over power lunches or indulging in leisurely gatherings of ladies who lunch.

Now, let’s talk about the menu—a culinary ode to gut health and overall wellness. Crafted with meticulous attention, it features a symphony of nutrient-rich ingredients like vibrant veggies, succulent meats, fresh fish, wholesome nuts, and revitalizing seeds. This gastronomic symphony not only nurtures your digestive system but also works wonders for your skin, boosts immunity, and enhances your overall sense of well-being. And the best part? It’s a feast for the taste buds too, courtesy of Head Chef Marcin Ksiazka’s masterful blend of flavors.

Gone are the days of mundane avocado toast. Here, even the simplest dishes are transformed into culinary delights. Take, for instance, the timeless combination of smashed avocado on toast. Elevated with the addition of zesty feta, fragrant parsley, and a hint of lime, it’s served alongside protein-packed mung beans and juicy heritage tomatoes. But the real star? Grace’s homemade gluten-free bread—a revelation of seeds and hearty texture that beckons to be savored, even beyond the club’s walls.

Our detox lunch continued with a refreshing red and white quinoa salad, alive with the invigorating essence of parsley and mint. Each bite a burst of freshness, amplified by a medley of harissa-spiced squash, pecans, and poppy seeds—a true celebration of flavor and texture.

As for beverages, my mother opted for a light, fruity glass of organic wine, while I sought solace in a revitalizing carrot and ginger juice. After all, a dose of beta-carotene seemed fitting to combat the toll of recent chaos.

And what’s a leisurely meal without dessert? Pancakes beckoned, adorned with grilled bananas, coconut yogurt, maple syrup, and a sprinkling of blueberries and delicate edible flowers. A virtuously decadent finale that left us lingering, basking in the cozy ambiance of the den, indulging in some well-deserved “me-time” as we caught up on reading and writing.

Before bidding adieu to Belgravia, we couldn’t resist a visit to Neill Strain’s neighboring boutique, drawn by the allure of his seasonal floral creations—an exquisite finale to our delightful escapade.