Liv Tyler has spent the morning pushing her toddlers, three-year old Sailor Gene and two-year old Lula Rose, in their buggy up and down the streets in the shadows of the Westway. Quite a workout, she exhales, flopping onto the banquette at the Electric in Notting Hill, and seizing on a menu. She’s ravenous. Or, as she puts it, “drooling for everything”. There is a digression about how to craft the perfect Spanish omelette, before she commits to the salmon and beseeches the waiter to serve the grilled corn in a bowl. A megawatt smile. He will see what he can do. “I love to get into a good corn on the cob, but it’d be really hard to do while we’re talking,” she says. And then, like that – waiter dispatched with charm – she is poised and ready for conversation. Click here to view the full interview on hungertv.com