Last night, out of sheer fortune, I hopped into a Benz and headed to Jamie’s Italian for my 18th family dinner. We were advised a waiting time of an hour, so the parents and I had pre-dinner drinks in the bar area near the front doors. Note: I had my first drink all to myself and I regretted my choice of amaretto and whisky after the first sip. Whisky’s an acquired taste.
I didn’t expect the restaurant to be that dark (hence the sub-zero quality of the photos)! It became quite ridiculous how far they went with the intimate atmosphere and the tables were placed in very close proximity to each other. I wasn’t too impressed with the loud (pop) music competing with conversations but luckily this died down during the night.
We enjoyed the meat planks (for 2) as our antipasto starter. It featured sweet olives, cured meats, cheeses and a minty salad which was quite the taste adventure. So much fun!
My pasta alla norma – bad decision when I tried to tame the heat from the chilli with red wine. Fire + alcohol… oh dear. Nevertheless, a nicely portioned and unique pasta dish.
Chose a glass of red (vino rosso della casa) to accompany my meal.
Veal saltimbocca – from the bite that I tried, it was worth eating.
Steak tagliata cooked medium rare was absolute perfection. It’s just hiding underneath the leafy salad!
I finished dinner with the poached fruit. It was lovely but not worth it.
A totally unexpected, sweet little surprise/keepsake.
Then back home just before midnight to squeeze in a coffee cake from Haymarket – another surprise!