My first time at the Windsor Rose was several years ago when I was just a boy that had gone with his mother and grandmother to the Windsor Rose. I thought the idea of a man being in an english tea room to be a bit well.... un-manly. But I was taken in by their rich pasties and their fine teas. I haven't been in nearly 5 years now, but the Windsor Rose is one of my fondest childhood memories. Thanks to this website I have found its previously forgotten location and I plan on paying a long-awaited visit there this Friday. I do hope that the reviews here are a bit exaggerated, because I don't know what I would do if the Windsor Rose has become what they say it has.