Once we were encouraged to say it with flowers; now we say it with cake. Nothing says I’m thinking of you quite like a pistachio Paris-Brest or Tahitian vanilla mousse from one of this country’s new “haute patisserie” superstars, and the taller, the prettier, or the downright more over-the-top the better.
Providing the ammunition for this one-upmanship are the patisserie counters of London’s smartest hotels. Michael Kwan, executive pastry chef at the Dorchester, says a lot of his clients these days prioritise the visual impact of a cake over its taste. “It’s mainly about size,” he says. “I’ve had a request for a cake so high it touched the ceiling.” (The ceiling in question was 3.5m high.) Another was for a 2m croquembouche delivered to the steps of a private jet, and he once made a cake so large it couldn’t get through the hallway door and it had to be dismantled and reassembled again. “The biggest challenge tends to be transportation,” he says — although not in the case of the cake shaped like a Chinese pagoda ordered by one couple. “That was actually normal sized, but it was so detailed it took a team of three of us three days to make and decorate.”
When he’s not overseeing complicated engineering projects, Kwan and his team of 24 are responsible for the Cake & Flowers shop at the newly revamped hotel. There’s a range of small cakes, plus a large vegan one enrobed with a chocolate coating so shiny you could see your face in it, and a vanilla Saint Honoré, made with circles of puff pastry, filled with crème diplomat, whipped Chantilly cream and caramel-glazed choux balls.
It’s a sign of how the standalone patisserie shop/café has in a few short years become a part of every five-star London hotel’s DNA. Realising they pretty much had the monopoly on the country’s supply of highly skilled, usually French-trained pastry chefs, it made sense to offer the intricate pastries and cakes they were already creating for hotel guests to all.
The Connaught started the trend with the launch of its patisserie, complete with separate entrance, in 2020, under the leadership of Nicolas Rouzaud, who had made his name at Le Bristol Paris before moving to the Lanesborough in London. The Berkeley soon followed with Cedric Grolet, and his trompe-l’oeil fruit. This season, it’s the Frenchman’s sharp-meets-sweet apple with a hint of dill and his zingy lemon with zest-infused ganache that have had visitors to his London shop swooning, both so lifelike it’s as if they had been picked straight from the tree. Not to be outdone, Claridge’s has its ArtSpace café, launched nearly three years ago. It has just been named best pastry shop in the world by La Liste, the French equivalent of our 50 Best awards, which has further shone a light on the work of pastry wunderkind Thibault Hauchard.

