Having totally failed to wind you all up re April Fools just had to stir all you ,snow shivering folk in the UK,up about the fantastic day it's been here !!!
Woke to brilliant sunshine with the temperature rising by the minute. As usual, Sunday, Pollenca market is "de rigeuer" whether you're en vacances or here for a longer period. Place absolutely packed and fought to get a car parking spot. Anyway , quick look round and lovely cup of coffee in sun drenched square. Partly spoiled by braying young couple on next table wittering some yuppy nonesense about mobile phone technology article in today's Sunday Times. Really some people !!!!!! Why can't they just enjoy what's in front of them.* Tried to dodge the sun as we passed the stalls but Bonyladette succumbed, as usual, to the jewellery. Can't ever recall ever buying a solitary carrot from the excellent fruit and veg stalls in nearly twenty years but secured enough trinkets and baubles to fully deck out fifty theatre company casts of "Hair " ( OK, so that dates us !!!!!).
Anyway, time for a pre lunch aperitif so find a perfect spot on the terrace at the foot of the Calveri steps. Shade at an absolute premium but managed to get a good table . Wonderful scene, the excellent local guitarist busking away and little tots dancing around him to the strains of " Pretty Woman", it really was a sight to gladden the heart.
" I wonder what the poor are doing ? " I quip to BLT as we sip our drinks , desperately trying to keep our body parts out of the scorching sun.
And so onto [B]Eu Centro[B] for lunch. Nice little restaurant tucked in the alleyway by the church. Most tables reserved , so good sign, but they manage to squeeze us in. Looked just right, local food, nice tablecloths and friendly welcoming staff. Abba's greatest hits playing away in the background but it ain't too obtrusive. We both start off with fried veg tapas and then suckling pig for Bonyladette and rabbit baked in onions para mi. Bit concerned when mine came with chips but having consumed a few mouthfuls realised it was the perfect match. Good bottle of Rioja and we enjoyed a fabulous meal.
Place by now packed out with locals out enjoying their Sunday lunch.BLT started to feel a bit guilty on examining her remains says " This little piglet must only have been about six weeks old". Anyway, she is soon consoled by the excellent crema catalana as a pud. All around us were enjoying the excellent Mallorquien food which all looked just great. at one point the young woman on the next table yanked her breats out and fed this gorgeous baby boy. Somehow it just kinda matched the place we were in and the ambience of it all.So coffee and settled the bill ( just under 60 euros for 3 courses, nice bottle of rioja, water & coffee ).
Abba continued to chortle away."
Money, money, money, it's a kinda funny, its a rich man's world "