Now say it with me: “cheeeeeeeeeeeeese”
Also, holy crap, there about 5 litres of Sangria to go through. Courtesy of Jenny’s Dad. As well as rows and rows of San Miguel, and Mahou beer.
-photo taken from Wikipedia I am still trying to process what has happened. As is much, I expect, much of the culinary world. We watched Bourdain, march across the world, dragging us along as he ate… well ate near enough anything that looked remotely interesting (raw seal eyes anyone?) Programmes, such as the Layover, and…
Like cheesecake, with a beer, and sparkling water. How rock and roll!
Dishes are prepped and served that they are meant to be eaten by one person. Not, as one hoped, shared.
This was the first dish I got here. And it took nearly all my will power to not go back for a second portion. It’s that good!
I’m at a stage that I can’t even throw together a lunch with friends anymore unless we book it weeks in advance