I remember we’d dry our rain-wet hair and crowd around the dining table. Snuggled round a small, circular table, elbows touching, necks down plunging spoons into the golden, lava-hot, gloopy, yellow split pea soup we’d share our morning’s routines.
Category: Gibraltar
Patagőnĭca
Once you’ve tried the different cuts of meat the Parrillada has to offer, you can then decide how you wish to proceed the next time you go – because there will be a next time!
Pancake Factory
American Style pancakes arrive as a very decent stack of five fluffy pancakes soused in delicious syrups and sauces and a scoop of ice-cream should you wish.
Wagamama
Flash-forward over 20 years and in June 2016, after a social media frenzy of freebie tickets, £5 sittings and press evenings, we are treated to our very own Wagamama here in Gibraltar. With the stunning setting that Ocean Village provides, Wagamama, with its roots in Japanese-inspired cuisine, fits right in amongst the palm trees and ferns that line the promenade.
Little Bay – Indian Tapas and Dining
Promises of exotic spice and Eastern delights did not disappoint…
The Hendrix
Under Ariel’s mantra of ‘soul food’ there is plenty to fill your belly and indeed feed the soul.
Calentita! 2015
Calentita! Street Food or Gourmet Nosh? The Spring Festival came to its climactic ending with Calentita! Gibraltar’s annual food festival. 40 stalls served food to over 6000 people throughout the evening spread between Grand Casemates Square and Market Place. The live kitchen with professional chefs was televised on big screens so that the crowd could…
The Best Pinchitos in Town!
Not to everyone’s tastes; the decor with its chintzy relics of Morocco, dusty souvenirs of the red fez, babouche slippers and mint teapot variety adorning the cobwebbed shelves above the bar, the sliding door for the toilet that hung on a hinge and the service that ran on Abdeslam-time but I liked it, as did many.
Tunafest at El Capote
The beginning of summer heralds tuna from the Atlantic to make their way to the warmer spawning grounds of the Mediterranean. As they swim along the western coastline of Southern Spain to cross through the Straits of Gibraltar they become ensnared in a maze of nets – the subsequent slaughter; Almadraba is an age old…
Atún
Saturday morning. 8am. Body clock still set. Coffee to kick start the wake up process. Pottering around the house and finally surfing and checking the latest news on social media. And there it was. A phone number. I dialled… “Do you have any left? …I’m on my way!” My summer began beckoned to Coaling Island. …
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