I was very fortunate to have another meal out at the expense of another person, thanks Rob! The name of this place made me very intrigued and was wondering if there was going to be some sort of Spanish bull theme going on.
The setting was mind blowing; I must of looked ridiculous as I spent 10 minutes looking round the place like a newborn who is still figuring out its vision. It was a Mediterranean style restaurant. There were sculptures attached to the pillars and an unbelievable mirror frame that had the angel babies things sculpted into it, it looked like it cost around about half of what I pay the uni each year in tuition fees. Even going to the toilet provided plenty of visual stimuli; you got to piss in urinals that were alcoves! I felt like I was on the set of gladiator going to toilet in the king’s private bathroom. The waiter’s and waitresses were dressed well with waistcoats and ties. They even went the extra mile and hired a dude who looked like a greasy Italian. This was offset however by the ginga that was waitering. Their service was very prompt and polite and made no hesitation to top up your drink, always a good sign of service.
I finally stopped admiring the setting and got to work on the menu. I think there was just the right amount of meal options. Not too much that it feels like reading a book and not enough that you feel short changed. The problem was I had no idea what each dish was, I could make out the meat but Zeus knows what it came with. There were gourmet pizzas, pasta dishes and a good variety of your classic meat dishes. I finally made a decision after asking what everyone else is getting and ordered the veal. While deciding there was Turkish bread being handed round. It was good bread but they weren’t generous with the garlic, it tasted like they got a little bit of garlic on a toothpick and spread it on.
While I waiting I enjoyed several bottles of estrella beer that seemed to fill up the glasses provided perfectly. It was a smooth drop and certainly beat the goon and budget sparkling lemon I usually drink. I also engaged in small talk with my delightful company sometimes achieving a medium to full length conversation.
My meal arrived and I was very excited. It was slow roasted veal with crushed potato and spinach. Everything was cooked beautifully. The serving size was the right amount to let you know this place is more about quality than quantity but still leaves you satisfied. There were just the right amount of ingredients but I felt there could have been more flavour injected into the meal. Maybe a more out there marinade? Something extra was needed to achieve that fancy restaurant kind of taste.
I was over the moon when I found out we were allowed deserts. I ordered the Baklava, which is baked filo with pistachio nut crumble and vanilla bean ice cream. On first glimpse I was wondering what the heck did I order. On first taste however every single bit of regret was overpowered by the euphoria I had from the taste of this dish. The savouriness of the filo combined with the intense sweetness of the pistachio nut crumble stimulated the shit out of my taste centre. The vanilla ice cream worked well with the filo giving the dish a good balance. This desert was very impressive and one of the best I’ve tried. Better than my flatmate’s donut thingies which looked like a bunch of turds on a plate. It was nice but didn’t have the same divinity of my desert.
Overall I would recommend this restaurant. You may need to get an overdraft or course related costs to pay for the bill, as it seems like these guys are trying to pay off all their exquisite pieces of art. It is an appropriate restaurant if you have a date and you want it to end successfully.
Rating
Setting- 5/5
Taste-5/6
Presentation-4/5
Service-4.5/5
Total-18.5/21
Cheers
Larry
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