Mid Bureboi's mega platter went down well on Saturday and it is only fair I provide more food porn from our Med escape.
Eldest Bureboi was not impressed with his first sight of the strip like connurbation of Platja de Muro but the fare was quite local in character given the abundance of Brits and Germans.
Lovely plate of big sardines for George the Hadrasaur and some snails and rabbit for me.
There was a snail farm down the road from us. And pick your own outside the villa gates.
Driver blues meant a lot of this for me. Loved all the table staffs deft flick and stashing of the resealable cap for next fill up from the tap.
They do love an olive and the smell of this stall was gorgeous
George the Hadrasaur and Eldest Bureboi did have a few of these every lunchtime.
I made do with the odd perky time snifter and cheap whiskey at night. 3 and 5 euro respectively. We live life big.
The most disappointing fare came after a straight line 40k and on the ground 65k hairpin grind up to Valdemossa, once home of Chopin and George Sands. Great scenery I was told. I didn't see much of it. Thank god for automatic transmission. We came back the straight way...
The potatoes were well seasoned I suppose.
Sometimes a villa lunch is were it is at. George the Hadrasaur went a bit green but the rest of us wolfed them down. 11 euro well spent I'd say.
Listen up captive audience Vaddemossaa wastrels, this Menu del Dia was 30 euro less and 10 times better. And at the edge of the flat, fertile windmill studded Interior. Understated elegance wins every time.
Not a bad fish counter for a supermarket.
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Slow food and 0 food miles they said. Didn't have the heart to tell the little 'us where Daddy's leg of lamb came from....
The offending limb of lamb. Meat is murder. Yummy.
I could walk here so much beer was drunk. It is a left handed glass and I am right handed.
Faffed about with cucumber on a bit of slate
Pulpo
Marrow bone and the very local (next door) lamb's innards. Flipping gorgeous
Homeward bound.
Eldest Bureboi was not impressed with his first sight of the strip like connurbation of Platja de Muro but the fare was quite local in character given the abundance of Brits and Germans.
Lovely plate of big sardines for George the Hadrasaur and some snails and rabbit for me.
There was a snail farm down the road from us. And pick your own outside the villa gates.
Driver blues meant a lot of this for me. Loved all the table staffs deft flick and stashing of the resealable cap for next fill up from the tap.
They do love an olive and the smell of this stall was gorgeous
George the Hadrasaur and Eldest Bureboi did have a few of these every lunchtime.
I made do with the odd perky time snifter and cheap whiskey at night. 3 and 5 euro respectively. We live life big.
The most disappointing fare came after a straight line 40k and on the ground 65k hairpin grind up to Valdemossa, once home of Chopin and George Sands. Great scenery I was told. I didn't see much of it. Thank god for automatic transmission. We came back the straight way...
The potatoes were well seasoned I suppose.
Sometimes a villa lunch is were it is at. George the Hadrasaur went a bit green but the rest of us wolfed them down. 11 euro well spent I'd say.
Listen up captive audience Vaddemossaa wastrels, this Menu del Dia was 30 euro less and 10 times better. And at the edge of the flat, fertile windmill studded Interior. Understated elegance wins every time.
Not a bad fish counter for a supermarket.
Nice
Slow food and 0 food miles they said. Didn't have the heart to tell the little 'us where Daddy's leg of lamb came from....
The offending limb of lamb. Meat is murder. Yummy.
I could walk here so much beer was drunk. It is a left handed glass and I am right handed.
Faffed about with cucumber on a bit of slate
Pulpo
Marrow bone and the very local (next door) lamb's innards. Flipping gorgeous
Homeward bound.
Those fish counters, the olives, the wine intact the food in general. I wonder why the boss and I like Spain so much.
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PS The fishing is quite good too.
Saw a cormorant fishig really close to the beach, shadowed by a barracuda (yes, they do live in the Med) which grabbed what the cormorant missed.
DeleteWould like to see some mainland Spain one day
If you've got little ones you need a beach. mainland Spain off the beaten track is fantastic.
ReplyDeletePlus i dont do hills and edges in cars...
DeleteIf you've got little ones you need a beach. mainland Spain off the beaten track is fantastic.
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