Dinner at Brismar Hotel, Mallorca

I don’t know what Spain’s done to me. After a night out, the majority of the time I’d usually wake up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, which annoys the hell out of Boy since he’d be dying a slow and painful hungover death. But no, not this time. I was curled up and motionless, holding back last night’s beverages/cheesy chips/two pizzas. Oh, and I was also on a plane. To Mallorca. Not exactly the state you want to be in. Sorry Mum.
We were all destroyed, so we grabbed dinner round the corner and headed to bed at a reasonable time like sensible girls. However, it wasn’t long until we were back on it again.
It was clear we’d fully recovered. We picked ourselves up and headed to dinner at the Port.

Hotel Brismar has a part of their restaurant right by the water, which was exactly where we wanted to be.

The model demonstrates the wine list to you beautiful readers.

I don’t think G was ready for pictures yet, so I was riding solo at the moment. Well, I was accompanied by some Asian flush. Lucky me.

OKAY I KNOW I’M HAVING WINE AGAIN BUT IT CURES HANGOVERS EVEN THOUGH I’M NOT HUNGOVER ANYMORE BUT STILL. I’m in Spain. And it’s Summer. This is what happens.

The waitress kindly popped the bread down in front of us, to which we asked her to take away. No, no bread. There were enough wine calories as it was. It wasn’t warm anyway.

Between ordering and many deep discussions about topics that young ladies really should not be discussing, it was a good time for some classic holiday snaps.

Should’ve just done a panoramic selfie with all of us taking turns holding it.

Frankie and I fell in love with two items on the menu, so it’s a good thing we had each other to share. The Angus Beef Tenderloin with Foie Gras, Shallots, Mashed Truffled Potatoes, Spinach and Vegetable Chips sounded like it was made for us.

We spent a good 5 minutes searching for this foie gras before declaring that it simply wasn’t there. We asked the waiter about it, who checked with the chef and then gave us the dish for free. Huzzah!

Our other dish was the Cod Cooked at Low-Temperature with Boletus. I had to ask what Boletus was. It was mushrooms. I love mushrooms.

 Alex and Georgie ordered the Mediterranean Sea Bass Baked in a Salt Crust, which was for two people.

Accompanied by a side of potatoes and veg.

The food was good! The steak yummy – it wasn’t the best in the world or anything, but in the port I’d always think to order fish usually anyway. It would have probably been 100x better with foie gras smothered on top.

I enjoyed the cod, until I tried some of the seabass. The seabass is from the Mediterranean, so caught basically at their doorstep, whereas the cod was caught in iceland.

I then looked down at my cod and deemed it unworthy.

I finished it anyway. And stole some potatoes. Om nom nom.

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