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BonysLadenEspana
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It was St George's day last week. Bonyladette banned me from draping my big England footy flag over the balcony ( heck, it ain't gonna get much of an airing this year, folks !!!!!). She quietly explained it wasn't a very tasteful thing to do and then uttered some tripe about patriotism being the last refuge of a scoundrel, which, I think, came from some doctor geezer in 18th century London. Huh, what does he know ?
Determined not to let the day pass unobserved I therefore pinned a solitary red rose to me tee shirt. Out and about in the Port I received a couple of lecherous grins and come hither smiles from some strange guys during the day !!!!!
So, after market, this morning , we headed for the Son San Jordi ( geddit , guys ??) Hotel to have at least a drink in honour of the great guy.
The Son San Jordi, sits in one of the prettiest little squares in Pollenca with the tiny Iglesia San Jordi in one corner. Jazz singer Nicki was warming up ,accompanied by Derek, so we grab a table and settle down for a three course meal for 16.90 per head. Tempura prawns to start , dorada for BLT, steak para mi all washed down with a good Mallorquin Negra. Followed up with pud and coffee.
Kept moving the table further into the shade cos the sun really burning.Nice,home cooked food with fresh veg ( new potatoes, carrots, beans and cauliflower). Service friendly but not rushed and certainly not designed to get the punters in and out. It was like living in a kind of scene from a Mediterranean film set , perfect little place , sleepy but oh so full of atmosphere. Really happy couple of hours or so, enjoying the music as well.
Apparently they do Friday night Tapas and Montaditos, all accompanied by a spanish guitarist.
Cannot think of a nicer spot on a warm, balmy summer evening with a chilled bottle of white Rioja. If you can make it, it sounds idyllic.
Had a feeling old Jordi wouldn't let us down.
Cry God for Harry, England and St George !!!!!
BonysLad
Determined not to let the day pass unobserved I therefore pinned a solitary red rose to me tee shirt. Out and about in the Port I received a couple of lecherous grins and come hither smiles from some strange guys during the day !!!!!
So, after market, this morning , we headed for the Son San Jordi ( geddit , guys ??) Hotel to have at least a drink in honour of the great guy.
The Son San Jordi, sits in one of the prettiest little squares in Pollenca with the tiny Iglesia San Jordi in one corner. Jazz singer Nicki was warming up ,accompanied by Derek, so we grab a table and settle down for a three course meal for 16.90 per head. Tempura prawns to start , dorada for BLT, steak para mi all washed down with a good Mallorquin Negra. Followed up with pud and coffee.
Kept moving the table further into the shade cos the sun really burning.Nice,home cooked food with fresh veg ( new potatoes, carrots, beans and cauliflower). Service friendly but not rushed and certainly not designed to get the punters in and out. It was like living in a kind of scene from a Mediterranean film set , perfect little place , sleepy but oh so full of atmosphere. Really happy couple of hours or so, enjoying the music as well.
Apparently they do Friday night Tapas and Montaditos, all accompanied by a spanish guitarist.
Cannot think of a nicer spot on a warm, balmy summer evening with a chilled bottle of white Rioja. If you can make it, it sounds idyllic.
Had a feeling old Jordi wouldn't let us down.
Cry God for Harry, England and St George !!!!!
BonysLad
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