February 25, 2007
It was a balmy November evening on our first night on Lanzarote, away from the cold winter blasts of the UK, and we were real happy to sit outside in T-shirts enjoying a bit of people-watching in the gentle breeze that wafted across our shoulders. After a couple of pints of Jarra (locally brewed beer) I was ready to tuck in to a 12 euro T-Bone Steak (it’s years since I last ate T-Bone and I was looking forward to it). I much prefer the simpleness of a well-cooked medium rare steak. On the other hand my wife prefers a clutter of flavours to accompany hers and she opted for a Steak "Dali". She said it was very tasty and perfectly cooked but I’m not too sure about the beetroot, leek and raisin sauce that accompanied it. Still it was totally devoured in record time, so I’m sure that she enjoyed it.
We were both certainly hungry at the end of our 16-hour waking day and needed good substantial food to revitalise us. The T-bone ticked those boxes and I was soon carving my way through this not insignificant piece of beef. In honesty the accompanying vegetables (peas, carrots, and chips) were incidental to the meal, being insipid and over-cooked. The steak was neither of the two being spot on and extremely flavoursome.
La Brasa had a certain rustic charm, despite the fact that it’s a fairly modern building, with comfortable padded whicker chairs and terracotta coloured cloths tiled floor and heavy window frames confirmed the image that the restaurant was trying to achieve. The constant hubbub of cheerful diners spilled over onto the street tempting a steady flow of new diners into the restaurant.On the downside the establishment is not good at puddings and they all seem to be pre-packed frozen ices. We opted for a banana split, at least the bananas were fresh, and this, when it finally arrived, had a generous portion of three ice creams (chocolate, strawberry and banana) covered in squirty cream and topped with glace cherries. A substantial dish, which meant our appetite, was fully sated.
However, getting the bill out of this establishment was almost as bad as extracting ‘blood out of a stone’. We had to request it 3 times and the whole process from finishing our pudding, requesting the bill and receiving it took over 20 minutes. Not an ideal end to the meal, as we were now ‘dead on our feet’ and just wanted to return to our apartment and sleep.
From journal Lanzerote - In Search Of Beef