Being a bit on the hungry side, I opted for one of the establishment's larger offerings; a Romana (i.e. very thin crust and stretched out) "Etna" (i.e. very hot and spicy) pizza. Just in case you're unsure what a pizza looks like, I've helpfully included a shot of my lunch below.
Milly opted for a cast iron skillet of vegetable and cheese gunge, whilst Mrs The Millbrooker had a pizza with its middle removed (does this make it a doughnut?) which apparently (and logically if you think about it) makes it considerably lower in calories.Now - a quick thought about Pizza Express. I last ate in one of this franchise chain's establishments something like ten years ago, when the best I could think to say about it was that it wasn't Pizza Hut. Since those long ago days, it seems that the Express mob have improved considerably. My "Etna" was very tasty, suitably spicy and its accompanying garlic bread was fresh, hot and delicious. The service was friendly (if slightly tardy) and young Loki was looked after very well.
Would I choose the place for anything other than a decent lunch? Probably not, but as a very decent alternative to, say, a Wetherspoon's pub lunch (albeit slightly more costly), I'd have to give them a thumbs up.
A short walk back to Smallington Towers, a quick cuppa and it was time to see Milly back to the train for her homeward journey. Mmmmm, now when can I find another excuse to eat out?