I'm not one of these customers who has to announce to the world that it is their birthday and I should be treated specially because my ego and my life is so dull that I need the extra attention (although I have done that in the past and you often do get a free desert/cake – cheeky, I know) Plus I’m 38 now so it could get a little embarrassing. Pizza Express, well what can you expect, I hadn't been for ten years and the last branch I visited was in Harborne. In the interests of change I thought we would give it a go. The restaurant seems really small at the front but at the back I was amazed at how big it was. We were seated as if we were of importance at the back, out of the way of the general public or plebs as I like to call them! (only joking Mitchell), This must be down to the advanced online booking which makes me look like a serious diner. My misses took the seat which faces the wider restaurant, you know, the one with the best view of the wider panoramic setting. So I took the seat that faces the wall, as per usual, still she was paying so I ordered a whole bottle of wine as she was driving as well - RESULT. The guy that took our orders had an amazing beard, trimmed and styled - I respect that but more importantly he was a very good waiter. I ordered a beef meatball starter in a spicy sauce (Polpette al Forno), it was like a little curry dish with a dough sticks to go with it, pokey and awesome. We went for the American Hot pizza option (Leggera Pizza) The leggera has the whole middle section stolen and replaced with some rocket leaves, cherry tomatoes and a drizzle of their SPECIAL sauce. This was the low calorie option at only 500 calories so why not keep the diet up on the birthday and completely undermine it with a massive expensive ice cream, brownie, chocolate saucy desert (Chocolate Glory),I even had to get an extra spoon for the misses to help me out with it. I asked the waiter earlier on in the evening if I could take my chardonnay bottle home as I would only have half a bottle, silly me, I smashed it, not literally but it was destroyed with my over eagerness to get slightly drunk on my birthday and then I emailed people the picture of the bottle as if to say look at me, I’m 38 and I’m drunk on a Thursday night – Rock and Roll - LOSER. Misses looked on in disdain and I gulped the last drop of the pinot, such fun! We proceeded to pay, tip and walk to the car and argue over the missing ticket for the car park which we didn’t need because the car park was free at that time, (well I didn’t know that did I). Good evening, great food, amazing company and quality funny argument to finish the night, roll on 39. Misses said she’s not taking me out again for my birthday; I’ve got 364 days to convince her otherwise.
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