I’ve been wanting to visit Fitzbillies ever since I read the story of it’s saving in The Guardian.
On Monday I finally got the chance.
I was in Cambridge visiting family and made a specific stop to pick up some of their legendary Chelsea buns (plus a Florentine) on the way out of town. I’m sorry I couldn’t stay and sit down because it was warm and inviting inside with plenty of other things on the menu I’d like to try. Next time.
I ate the Florentine on the cold, wind swept train platform. It’s crisp, sticky, almond goodness made the wait bearable. When I finally got home I opened the brown package and slipped the bun onto a plate.
I then tore it apart with my fingers, savoring every sticky bite. It was a perfect Chelsea bun – sticky, sweet, perfumed with cinnamon, and loaded with raisins – and the perfect end to a long day.
52 Trumpington St