things we eat and drink, at home and out and about
Welp, this is a really late “this week” post, but I didn’t have access to a computer on Sunday and I was also really busy holidaying and eating out, as you’ll see in a second š
Continue reading “This week in food, 7 (18-24 March 2019)”After my slightly-delayed-in-every-sense-but-not-enough-to-claim-compensation flight finally landed, things became a bit of a whirlwind and so my hopes for live blogging went away… so here we are!
We had a burger at Black Turtle, the ācaloret burgerā. The name of this burger is such an excellent example of Valencian sense of humour š
A former mayor once delivered a really confusing and bewildering speech when inaugurating the Fallas. āCaloretā was one of the most prominent words in this public performance, and it didnāt take long for people to start making fun of it (and also using it as inspiration to create all sorts of memes… and eventually a burger, of course! š).
Here for you to watch:
We also had a horchata. I had a āmixtaā, which is 50% iced, 50% liquid horchata. The best!
We tried a place called Palao for dinner. The food was really yummy and the ingredients felt fresh and tasty! Good find (although there were lots of serious contestants in the same street, and we were agonising as to which one to choose).
These were so comforting and delicious š
There was a touch of warm spice here, but not so much that you canāt cope with it if youāre Spanish AND not used to spices. Very tasty and serving it lukewarm was a great idea as it was the right temperature: too cold and you canāt taste the flavour; too hot and it becomes overpowering.
These tomatoes tasted wonderfully sweet and tomatoey! Not sour and dusty. Best tomatoes Iāve eaten in a long time…!
Sorry if I made you hungry š
We used to kid ourselves, but we recently came to terms with the truth that we visit this restaurant because of the dessert. Or more exactly, The Dessert, as there’s only one, the Kinako French Toast:
I keep forgetting to write about this restaurant, and each time I go I keep telling myself I should write about it, because it’s just so good!
We’ve been there several times, and each time we go we leave the dishes empty.
We were looking for somewhere to grab some snacks and have a drink with a friend, but we hadn’t booked anything, and this being Soho on a warm day, we were very lucky that Polpo had a table downstairs, as every other place was so full of people. Continue reading “Polpo”