Hellooooo, Jack and Alice…
The opening of Jack and Alice – a new wine bar (hoorah!) – on the high street last night has wine-drinking Tring-ites all a-flutter. And yes, I count myself among that number, for sure. So much so that I elbowed my way in yesterday lunchtime, while they were still setting up, and had a good old nosey around. The things I do for you, my lovelies…
It’s gorgeous. You come into the parlour, all cosy dark wood and comfy upholstered chairs. You can, should you not want to stop there, head back to the pantry, which is light and bright under a glass roof. Or you can wind your way down the spiral staircase to the cellar bar, which is all about the wine – oh, and the cheese and charcuterie sharing plates.
I can’t wait to see it up and running. In fact, I’ve already got a date in the diary with friends for a night out later this month.
It’s not all about the wine, though. (It’s not…?) They’ll be doing breakfast – how do bloody mary beans sound? – and lunch.
And the cake? Oh my giddy aunt. The cake is all cooked up by Martina Nicholls from SerendipiTea in Tring – and I can absolutely vouch for how utterly delish they are.
It’s all about staying local, too. They’re sourcing everything locally – the chocolate, the cake, the meat, the lot. Well, except the cheese which comes from up north, from the British Cheesemonger of the Year. (Now there’s an awards night I’d want to go to…) And they sell their own branded bits and bobs, too – so you can take the deliciousness home, too.
Great story behind the name, too. The owners – Vanessa and Mark – are the grandchildren of Jack (Mark’s grandfather) and Alice (Vanessa’s grandfather), and their grandparents had been great friends way back in London. How lovely is that?
I’m trying to contain my excitement, but – believe you me – I’ll be looking for all sorts of excuses to pop in. Breakfast, anyone? Cake? Glass of red…?