Jamie's Italian

By Alison March 23, 2011 8 Comments 2 Min Read

I LOVE Jamie Oliver. Not in the way I love Russell Brand. Or Richard. Obviously. But in a deeper, more respectful, less lusty way than that…
I admire him. I admire his values and his work ethic. I admire his deeply personal commitment to affecting change and the despairing look he has been wearing through every episode of Jamies Dream School.
And today I went to his Liverpool restaurant to admire him at first hand. And ok so he wasn’t there. Obviously. Because I didn’t tell I was coming. But never mind because Kath was there. And Diane. And Emma. And little Ben. So let’s face it  who needs Jamie when one has one’s Mommy posse and a three year old scrumptious little mascot to boot?
It was my birthday you see. Well actually that’s a lie: it was my birthday on Monday, but we went out to celebrate it today because Finn has been sick and I have been tied to the sofa with him and Wednesday is the day work and mommy commitments are few and far between and we can all pile into the car and spend the morning swanning around Liverpool, shopping up a storm and burning up enough energy to warrant a rather lovely little meal in the Liverpool branch of Jamie’s Italian
Twas lovely. You would have loved it. You too could have laughed at just how close I am to being forty. Howled at Kath’s filthy mouth (Yes. I know. She looks like butter wouldn’t melt doesn’t she??). Tutted at me as I had the table harassed into posing for my ipod for some oh so fuzzy photographic memorabilia, swooned over some Beautiful Bucatini Carbonara, received gifts of the Cath Kidston kind and drank tea of indeterminate leaf that was almost the best part of the entire gorgeous meal.
You would have loved it. I did. To such a degree my head got a little fuzzy and as we left I beamed at the pretty blonde waitress, and told her at two o’clock in the afternoon, thank you and goodnight.

Thank you and goodnight!


  1. Victoria says:

    A belated Happy Birthday!
    Victoria xx

  2. Valerie says:

    Happy Bday, a few days late. Sounds like a lovely night (or day) out! Best wishes for a fabulous year to come.

  3. Gena says:

    Oh you lucky girl! it looks fab and trust me forty is nothing to fear!xx

  4. Sasha says:

    The perfect way to spend a birthday! Jamie's Italian is my absolute favourite place to eat (we have one based in part of the stunningly beautiful old Guild Hall in Cambridge). They know us so well now too that my gluten intollerance isn't an issue and they advise me without prompt what I should or shouldn't order, which as you know, totally makes the difference between a tense meal and a wonderfully relaxed one! I actually make 'mmmmm' noises when eating the Veg anti-pasta plank – the flavours are so fresh and gorgeous! And the atmosphere is SO conducive to naughtiness and giggles and birthday FUN!!! I think nearly 40 birthdays should have their celebrations dragged out for as long as possible….. a celebration a week maybe?! I've only got two more years in my 30's myself – aaargh! Doesn't seem real until you say it out loud! Great photos too to treasure forever.
    Happy Birthday! xxxx

    1. Sasha says:

      Of course, you understand I don't eat the actual plank itself………….

  5. Heather says:

    Happy birthday, Alison! Thanks for giving us a glimpse of your special celebration. Your blog makes me so happy.

  6. Suzanne says:

    Happy birthday, Alison! I rarely comment on any blogs, but wanted to wish you all the best, and tell you how much I enjoy visiting here. Cheers!

  7. Katherine says:

    Happy belated Birthday, Alison!!

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