The Orchard is something of a Cambridge institution.
When was at uni there - yes! I went to Cambridge and yes! I am horrendously posh! I can only apologise (between mouthfuls of caviar) - I used to drag my ex boyfriend and now friend there at every possible opportunity, partly to break up the incredibly pressurised workload with the calming effects of country air (doesn't really work), and partly because they make some of the best cream scones in all of England.
Over the last Bank Holiday of the year the Bae and I found ourselves wandering Cambridge in the sunshine, and the clotted cream called to me. Since it was lunch time his bae-ness jumped at the chance to indulge in a cheese ploughman's (I have never known a man love a selection of pickles more than Bae) and I opted for a good old fashioned Sunday roast. I fully realise I am starting to sound like a UKIP supporter at this point, but there really is nothing more joyful in life than Sunday roasts and scones, particularly those eaten under cover of apple trees in glorious sunshine.
The hot food at The Orchard is good honest stuff. Not mind-blowing, not fancy, but home made and reasonably priced. The stars of the show, however, are the scones. The boy and I shared a fruit scone the size of my fist, generously heaped with clotted cream and a snazzy cherry jam he picked out (cream first then jam is the only correct way to approach a scone). It was just as good as I remembered, and no essay deadlines this time.
The Orchard is an absolute must-visit if you're in the Cambridge area. There's no need to book, but if you want to find out more you can do so on this incredibly antiquated visit Cambridge website.