Jaimie's Italian - Perth

Warning food porn coming up....

Don't say I didn't warn you...

I might as well have had "BLOGGER" tattooed in the middle of my forehead. 

(I would've taken even more pics of the sexier than allowed waiter but y'know... ahem...)

We thought we'd have to return after an hour and a half, maybe two - the average waiting time for a place at this establishment (and it hasn't changed in three months)

Hubby was a genius - asked if we could sit at the antipasto bar - perfectly adequate ... if not a tad more exciting (you can watch the chefs work their culinary magic) ... for a party of two.

A toss up between two wines - we went with the Grotta Rossa ... the right choice for sure.

A meat slicing machine (i'm sure there's a proper name for it) that had me mesmerised.

A truffle risotto, a beef special, a pasta, crispy squid, mocktails, beer and a sour cherry bakewell you'd sell your mother for  .... oink oink.

Waiter staff that all look like they've stepped off a catwalk... clever marketing.

Jaime love runs big (HUGE... MAHOOSIVE actually) in our house. We fell for this Essex dude years ago when he was just starting out and since then our admiration has only grown. We were lucky enough to dine at Fifteen in London and my son has always referred to that meal as "the best he's ever had"... that is until we took him here to Jamie's Italian in Perth ..... oink oink that day too as I recall. 

I'm not a food or restaurant critic so I wont pretend. I just know that I love food (correction  - good quality food, locally sourced produce, excellent flavours ... you know the drill), I love a great atmosphere and I love people who wear their passion on their sleeve. 

In the words of Arnie... I'll be back. ♥♥♥

... and THIS is how the night ended....

"Daisy Werthan: Hoke?

Hoke Colburn: Yes'm.

Daisy Werthan: You're my best friend.

Hoke Colburn: No, go on Miss Daisy.

Daisy Werthan: No, really, you are...

[Takes Hoke's hand]

Daisy Werthan: You are.

Hoke Colburn: Yes'm.

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