"You are here because you some Justin Beaver, Miley Cirus lookin' muthas."

Exclaimed Captain Dickson (the legendary Ice Cube) to his two newest Jump Street recruits. I howled with laughter.

After seeing the trailer for '21 Jump Street' at our last visit to the cinema (to see another Channing Tatum number, 'The Vow' may I add) we just knew we had to see it. I have to admit I was slightly skeptical that this could be one of those films where they show all the funny bits in the trailer - it seemed I was the only person in the cinema who deemed it appropriate to snort with laughter from the beginning to the end - but with two of my favourite actors with starring roles, I had to give it a go anyway.

Jonah Hill's roles in 'Superbad', 'Forgetting Sarah Marshall' and 'Get Him To The Greek' to name just a few, have secured his position as one of our all-time favourite fat-boy funny men, and Channing Tatum has long-since been one of my most-loved Hollywood hunks, following his performance in the likes of 'Dear John' and 'Step Up'. In fact, it's not just me who holds a bit of a torch for him, after my boyfriend made a slightly worrying comment along the lines of "If I was gay..." Well, you can guess the rest - sorry Rob!

In a nutshell, these two slightly immature young-looking cops are given an undercover assignment to go back to high school and infiltrate a teenage drug ring. Now that may sound a bit serious, but believe me, there are plenty of laughs along the way.

Years ago at high school Schmidt (Hill) and Jenko (Tatum) couldn't be more opposite. Schmidt was a typical stuttering nerd, whilst Jenko was the stereotypical popular knobhead of the school. But upon graduating and joining the police force, they became best buds. However, the life of a cop was not quite all the car chases and firing-you-gun-whist-jumping-through-the-air action that the boys had hoped for. In fact, it was more riding geeky police bicycles through the park warning kids not to feed the ducks stylee.

Having never made an arrest before, the partners saw their opportunity when they spotted a group of thuggish motorcyclists smoking dope in the park. However, not knowing the miranda rights (You have the right to remain silent, etc) didn't do them any favours, and soon they were transferred to 21 Jump Street to take on an undercover assignment.

The pair were sent back to school with false identities posing as brothers. The roles were very much reversed as the assignment gave Schmidt to chance to have the high school experience he had always wanted; popularity and a prospective prom date. Whereas Jenko found he didn't fit in quite as well as he had hoped, hanging around the science labs with his geeky mates.

Anyway, to cut a long story short and avoid giving anything away, this movie is jam-packed full of awkward teenage moments, hilarious gags and laugh-out-loud comments.

I fully and whole-heartedly loved this movie, and it held my attention from the word go, whereas some action comedies tend to flesh it out with unnecessary plot points. I urge anyone who even remotely likes to laugh to go and see this while you can; don't do what I am so guilty of doing, by waiting for it to come out on DVD and then be reduced to about two quid in Morrisons.

All in all, 21 Jump Street is 109 minutes of side-splitting, snort-your-pop-down-your-nose moments.

Absolutely pukka: Jamie's Italian

Lemon meatball carbonara at Jamie's Italian

Looking through my photos on my phone to find some inspiration as to what to write about today, and I came across this one. It's a dish from the restaurant Jamie's Italian. A lemon meatball carbonara to be exact - I never forget a meal!

Went there shortly before Christmas with my Dad, whilst doing bit of last minute shopping. We were a bit skeptical at first - the stubborn mules that we both are sort of wanted it to be crap, as we're not the biggest fans of Jamie Oliver - but have to say, it was fab!

You can't see much from outside so we wandered in and were quickly seated at a lovely little table near the chef's pass - no going back from here. We ordered an antipasti platter to share to start with. It came served on a long, wooden plank, which the waiter balanced on two tins of Italian chopped tomatoes. Thought that was a nice touch. It was complete with salami, chorizo, baby mozzarella, parmesan thins, bread sticks, balsamic vinegar and olive oil. It was a delight, and felt really authentic; just picking bits at bits of bread and meat with our hands - could well have been sitting in a bar in southern Italy, basking in sunshine. That is, if we hadn't been sat in a shopping centre in Milton Keynes.

Our mains arrived soon after, and I tucked into my lemon meatball carbonara. I could smell it from the pass; gorgeous aromas of lemon and thyme. I finished it in what seemed like record time, and savored every mouthful. It was really unusual, and the strong lemon flavour replaced that of the traditional smoky bacon. All washed down with a lovely bottle of Italian white. It was lush. Have yet to recreate this one at home.

Another bit we liked was the napkins. My Dad is a sucker for anywhere with cloth napkins. As am I really, I think it says a lot about the standard of the restaurant. Anyway, the napkins here were traditional blue tea towels with "Jamie's Italian" printed on them. Recalling them now they don't sound that impressive, but we spent quite a while working out how we could smuggle a couple out for home.

When it came to looking at the dessert menu, we saw a list of prices printed at the bottom. Obviously with it being a celebrity-endorsed restaurant they were going to try and flog the punters as much shit as they could, and this was no exception. Books, olive oil, recipe cards, napkins. TWELVE QUID though. Twelve of your finest English pounds. Decided not to carry out operation napkin smuggle, as we didn't fancy forking out twenty-four quid upon being caught.

Looking forward to our next trip, and will be sure to take my biggest bag in case I fancy myself a few souvenirs.

Say hello to ChaoBaby, Meadowhall

While I'm on the subject of food.. which is pretty much all the time.. thought I'd relive our B-E-A-U-tiful Thai experience on Friday.

ChaoBaby, in Meadowhall, is definitely our new favourite place to eat! We've been about three or four times now, after being a bit apprehensive to start with, having never tried Thai food. So glad we did though - it's such a nice place to be.

Upon arrival you're greeted with a bow from the lovely, polite Thai waitresses in authentic silk dresses. Here your Thai experience begins.

Photo: ChaoBaby

The seating is intimate but chilled, and our favourite place to sit is right by the giant jelly fish tank - watching them float and flail around in the flow of the tank. As soon as you've ordered your drinks you make your way up to the buffet, where the Thai chefs are prepping and chopping away, refilling the large lidded pans with fresh, steaming dishes. A hot teppan grill is sizzling away in front of your eyes, as you load your plate with the different dishes.

The selection is wide and varied, including different types of Thai soup, noodles, stir fries, curries, slow cooked meats, steamed and fried rice, tempura prawns and vegetables, and loads more. The beauty of this place is that there is always something different each time you go. You could never get bored.

We usually have a couple of plates of main course, opting for chopsticks over cutlery, in order to try and pace ourselves.

The staff at ChaoBaby are such a credit to the place; waiting staff can definitely make or break a dining experience for me. They're attentive, friendly and helpful. What more could you ask for?

After the main course it's on to dessert, which is set up on the bar area. Loads of fresh fruit cut into lovely shapes and sizes; watermelon, pineapple and juicy fresh melon, along with carrot cake, jellies and freshly made warm scotch pancakes. The perfect end to a lovely fragrant meal.

Photo: ChaoBaby

The standard of pretty much everything at this place is just exceptional; the chilled atmosphere, fresh dishes and willing staff. Not to mention the price. At £12.95 a head for the buffet, it's on a par with several other Asian cuisine buffets price wise, but where other places lack in terms of quality and service, ChaoBaby leaves little to be desired.

So please, if you are at first apprehensive like I was, do yourself a favour and take a chance on ChaoBaby. Guaranteed you won't be disappointed, and if you're anything like me, it will put you in a good mood for the rest of the day.