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Monday, 23 July 2012


After a lazy brunch at the Golf Course on El Chaparral, and a final bake in the sun, we got dressed for our final night (sob!) of the holiday. 

We had heard of a little gem called Valparaiso, which is owned by the eccentric Raffaele Morelli and his brother. Raffaele is an absolute star, and hosting is clearly his calling in life. His olde worlde Italian charm oozes out of the restaurant - from the large opera singer and the bubbling fountain to the creeping vines and stone cherubs. The walls are covered in photos of Raffaele with every celebrity you can think of - a clear sign how popular the place is!

This beautiful little bottle is for oil and vinegar - so clever!

I began with smoked beef Carpaccio, fresh parmesan shavings and rocket. Tomasz had a monster red pepper filled with a rich, bubbling, cheesy, mince filling. 
 Dad had fresh asparagus spears covered in lashings of parmesan, olive oil and fresh ground black pepper.

To follow was a rich yet delicate meal of monkfish in a brandy cream with fluffy white rice. Quite delightful. I really do love monkfish, but seeing as supplies are dwindling it's probably better to keep it as the odd treat every now and then. 

As a lovely touch, every lady is given a long stemmed red rose as a parting gift to make us all feel extra special.

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