February 20, 2007
The Terraza is set up from the main avenue and as such has a more commanding view than most of the others on the street. However, you’re hard pressed to see the sea and so we contented ourselves with a spot of people-watching. Now Puerto del Carmen is not the place to see high fast cars or glamour, although we did spot many a "fashion statement" (a euphemism for the wearer’s substantial error at the point of purchase). But back to the restaurant—it’s a crisp and fresh looking restaurant decked out in cool blue, giving an almost clinical impression—here cleanliness was high on the agenda. We were sat near an open window, which coincidentally was a prime spot for watching the "off sales" for ice cream and pancakes. At one point I did think that this was a bad move as the milk shake machine whistled into action but that happened so infrequently that it was not intrusive.Despite its efficient presentation, service was somewhat casual and off-hand—perhaps it was because we’d opted for the "poor man's menu!!" I’m not suggesting that they disregarded our requests or that they were unresponsive, but there was never really a cheery smile or a pleasant acknowledgement from the waiter. Everything was serviced with clinical precision and even when the waiter "missed the plate" as he was serving the butter, he insisted that he must have another go by way of his spoon and fork service. I was more than happy for it to be left on the table—it was, after all, factory wrapped!My mixed salad starter was a large and healthy option (at least this was diet compliant) and included peppers; lettuce; onion; tomato; and long, tender, shoots of white asparagus. I savoured every morsel and added a conservative amount of olive oil and vinegar dressing. The second course was a new one on me—chicken lasagne. I know it’s not unique to Lani’s, but I have never had one before. It was delightful—piping hot. So after the first mouthful, I took my time and the chicken had a flakiness almost suggestive of fish. It did taste however of chicken and the lasagne was just packed with meat and oozed flavour from its subtle, if slightly anaemic looking, sauce. My wife’s spaghetti Bolognese however, was less ethnic and left an after "zing" that she really didn’t appreciate. Topping off a partially satisfactory meal, if less than adequate service, we enjoyed homemade chocolate chip ice cream and boy was it chocolaty, with crunchy slivers in every mouthful.
Service was the Terraza's downfall and we didn't reckon it was worth a second visit.
From journal Lanzarote—Cheap and Cheerful Eating