Thursday, 14 April 2016

14/04/2016, Some years ago, seven,eight maybe, an Italian pizzeria opened in the neighbourhood.

A perfect position, a minute or so walk from the Notting Hill tube,spacious, on two levels, outside a canopy covered terrace. There were many restaurants there before,they came and they went ,the last being Greek,the owner living in the rooms above.But they could not make it work.Food was inedible.Then a young Italian took over.Quietly,without fanfare. I was one of the first customers.The Sea food pizza my favourite.The kitchen area totally visible on one side,you could see the hive of activity, all pasta cooked on premises ,the cooks,the waiters spotlessly clean, as was everything else. I told the owner-the food is first class,if you keep it up, you will be very successful. He has, and he is.To my shame I never took my husband there.I wanted just one place where I could sit in peace and have a little ME time.I knew if he went with me just once, it would very likely be the first and the last time.Almost everywhere we went I was told not to bring him back again,as he UPSET THE CUSTOMERS. Among the exceptions was one of the best restaurants in London,in Kensington Church Street,owned by the delightful Sally Clarke.I could not take a chance with this pizzeria,it offered proximity and food beyond reproach. I met the owner the other day,he had his two children with him.A girl and a boy.The last time I saw her she was a delightful dumpling,smiling, content,happy little dumpling,who has blossomed into a young beauty,as delightful,content and happy as before, but dumpling no more,long glossy hair,stylish clothes.A little lady.The boy-tall and slim, the looks of a model,beaming smile.The father said - my son is fifteen today.The boy extended his hand and said-i is such a pleasure to meet you, head slightly bowed. What manners,what grace.I was enchanted by these lovely young people, such a credit to their parents. I hope your dad has something special planned for you,I said. The boy smiled at his father,the smile reciprocated. Two people who understand each other so well.

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