It takes a lot for me to flee the Bonynest on a Monday evening. Firstly the Sunday supplements to catch up with ( & sometimes Saturday's as well if it has been a particularly hedonistic weekend !!!! ). Secondly there's a double dollop of " Corrie Street" ( dontcha just luurve that spunky kid, David Platt ??Reckon an MBE for the attempted murder of ghastly Gail and if he'd have rid the nation of that sanctimonious prig Ken Barlow, I'd have personally whispered in the PM's shell like for a big K !!!!! ).
However the lure of some grub followed by an " International " Jazz band at the Pollenca Club proved too strong and so Bonyladette and I are sitting in the square at 7 p.m. enjoying an aperitif and the last of the evening sunshine. ( sorry Jane, outside of the club cos Cafe Espanyol immersed in shade and BLT don't do "
al fresco" under 20 degrees C !!! ).
Then we stroll on past the church to
Ca'n Costa for din dins. Greeted warmly, another aperitif with some olives and real peanuts ( knew they were real cos I nearly broke me nashers on em !!!! ).
Shown to our table, bread appeared and simultaneously we said to each other " Bread and napkins ". Should explain really cos we have this theory that the best restaurants always have great bread and good napkins. Same all over the world, never fails and this place had it in spades.The bread was perfect, warm but not hot, soft and beautifully textured. Dips appeared. Two bowls, one filled with infused olive oil but the second with a puree of strawberries, port wine and pepper. Totally blew me away and by now happy to end this review with a big thumbs up.
However that would be selling you short cos we moved onto beef capaccio and the asparagus tartlet followed by duck's breat glazed in cassis for BLT and an ostrich steak para mi. Mine was accompanied by a perfectly poached egg on a bed of asparagus accompanied by a small tower of real chips.
The pleasant Maitre'D kept wandering over apologising for the lack of atmosphere, it was early and it was a Monday night mid April but we were there for the food not social networking. Funky , jazzy music pitched at the right level in the background ( that plonker James Blunt did come on but we were leaving by then !!! ).
To sum up, seriously nice food and great attention to detail. BLT came out of the loo and wrapped her mitts around me boat race waffling on about the scented handcream !!!!!
Not cheap ( about 100 euros) for aperitifs, two courses each , good bottle of Rioja and coffee. However food of this standard ain't cheap.
Happily we tripped on to the Club for " All that Jazz"
"international" is probably too liberal a word for a bunch of local guys but the two sax players, although residing in Pollenca, originally hailed from Argentina and Cuba. These cats, playing the stuff they love were superb. Joined by guest performances from a harmonica playing blues singer, a great guitarist singer and finally a crooner. Everybody had a wonderful time and with two rounds of drinks for under 10 Euros in total it was the best musical bargain since a chip butty lunch at the Cavern Club back in the early 60's. So the price of the meal plus this entertainment made it good value overall. We headed for home just after midnight with the words of Chicago ringing in our ears.
" my kinda town Pollenca is, my kind of people too ..............."
It's a Fira there this weekend as well.
Be reading those Saturday supplements next Monday night, you bet !!!!!!
BonysLad