Take a Trip Down Memory Lane with us
Take a Trip Down Memory Lane with us
Step into Memory Lane and relive the heartwarming customer stories that make Spaghetti House special! From first dates over authentic Italian pasta to family gatherings filled with laughter, explore the cherished memories shared by our guests. Real moments, real people, real love for great Italian food! Thank you for sharing your stories from over the years, we’re honoured to have you as part of ours. Here’s to many more years of mayhem, laughter, food and love, shared with all of you!
Every Friday lunchtime we would book a table for about 10 or 12 colleagues who worked at Olivetti, just along the street – I think it was off Tottenham Court Road, called Charlotte Street. This was around 1972/73.
Each week one person was elected to be drinks monitor as there were so many bottles of wine consumed that the monitor had to stay sober and put the empty bottles down by the side of their chair so that we knew how many to be charged for.
The waiters at the time knew us pretty well and each week they had prepared our favourite dessert – Torta San Genaro – we thought especially for us but I later realised that this was a special on the menu.
When my wife and I come into town we try to book remembering old times. We were probably very noisy but we had a great time.
- Dave
Well, my husband Paul and I don’t quite go back 70 years, but we did meet in 1969, so 55 years ago! We used to meet in the Goodge Street area after work, exploring hostelries and restaurants. We quickly discovered the Goodge Street Spaghetti House and it became our favourite destination. Paul asked me to marry him several times, and my reply was always that I wasn’t ready. In November 1970, I decided I was ready and we went to Spaghetti House for our usual date. I waited for him to ask me again to marry him, but he didn’t . So I asked him! Fortunately he said yes, and we married in 1972. 52 years later we are still going strong, and so are you!
- Hilary
“Salve”
I looked up your website today, because I will be staying in London for a few days in October with some friends and think it would be lovely to revisit fond memories.
In 1973 we were all new student nurses at the Middlesex Hospital, now sadly no more. We had tiny rooms at John Astor House in Foley St and in the beginning lived on just £40/month.
Back then student nurses were not super numerary….. we did everything, from boiling eggs for patients’ breakfasts to meds and dressings. At 18 and straight out of school, in a city with so many new people and experiences, it was a challenge!
But we found the Spaghetti House nearby, in Goodge Street. A warm oasis, full of life and very reasonably priced, delicious food, which we could actually afford to treat ourselves to….. and did, regularly. I had only ever met spaghetti in tins before, so you were a revelation…. and as for profiteroles… well…. heaven!
- 😋Linda