La Lanterna

La lanterna

I'm delighted to revisit one of my first blogs and congratulate everyone at La Lanterna on becoming The Best Italian Restaurant in Scotland.  This is quite a feat because of the quality of the competition.  I am so excited about the future of this section of hospitality in my home town especially because...

Things can only get better!

So, hidden behind a bus stop in Glasgow there’s wee, hidden gem of a place.  As me and The Mary descended the stairs, in wonderment, we entered what could only be described as, Babbo Natale's Grotto

Now, I do love a twinkly light but this place was sparkling and reminded me of the sun hitting the sea in Marina di Ragusa in Sicily, where Sarah and I went last year. 

The lights excited me so much it affected my vision and I could hardly read the menu!  Then The Mary pointed out that I had no specs on.  

Martina who took care of us was lovely.  

My seat however…

Now, I know I look ok for my age, and I dribble a bit but they sat me in a high chair and I was waiting for La Bella Martina to put my bib on.  Now, the Mary was away from the wains for the night and the look on her face at the thought of feeding me was brilliant.  They did move us very quickly when I spat my dummy out and stamped the terazza.

I then did my usual and went to give the toilets a ‘reccie’!  They were the most beautiful toilets I have ever seen in my whole life and so clean.  I thought I might ask to have my coffee in there but when I suggested this to Martina she said I should wait until they install some fairy lights.  

I think Martina knows me well already.

Oh I nearly forgot...

The food was very good too!

Il miglior cibo italiano ho avuto fuori d'Italia, oltre a quello che faccio nella mia cucina, naturalmente!

Going again on Friday with Mrs O'Hara (if I remember to book)

Winners of The Italian Award for best team 2015!

Mx

Reviews!

Baby Grand

So, Mary got a wee bit anxious when I told her where we were going but calmed down when I said it didn't involve changing nappies.  That girl's had enough shit to deal with!

So Baby Grand is situated in a place 'up the toon' that I couldn't find, even with the satnav.  We  went into Pitt street and asked for assistance and after, what can only be described as a contemptuous look, the officer directed us to the door.  Well, sort of pushed us actually.  I might complain about that in the morning.

First thing I noticed was a piano the size of a 'single end' and I suggested to Brim, our server, they could put a couple of tables on it coming up to the busy period at christmas.  He gave me a lovely smile so I think he thought it was a good idea and said he would pass this on to the owner.

The music was really nice and added to the ambience at first but then we found it a bit loud.  The staff, well Brim, seemed a bit surprised when I asked if they could turn it down a bit.

I asked for my usual drink but Brim seemed to be unsure of what it was and I was a bit annoyed because I have the same thing every Monday.  Then Mary pointed out that we'd never been before.  She was a wee bit condescending but I got her back by letting her order her own coffee and sat smugly as she asked for a 'Decapitated Lassie'.

Brim's eyes were nearly brimming over in his effort not to laugh!

Oh, the food was great by the way!

Toilet paper not so much; my finger went through it.

Till next week!

Mx and Mx