An overwhelming craving for Italian food washed over me a few days ago, so I headed with my girlfriend for a restaurant near the centre of the southern Spanish city of Granada. Up a side alley cobbled with grey stone, we found the place nestled into the terraced building. My girlfriend smokes, so we sat at a sloping table perched outside on the sloping path, but it didn't bother us. There was a little chill in the wind, so we talked leaning forwards without heads covering over the little candle standing in the centre of the table.
The food itself was fantastic - and not just because I really fancied Italian that night. If a trip to Carluccio's is any basis for comparison, then I was expecting the portions to be on the small side, but I was happy to discover this was not the case.
A small mistake from the waitress saw us brought more food that we ordered - to start I ordered bruschetta, and Ysabel ordered something akin (I cannot remember exactly) to melanzane parmigiana. We were both having such a good time we failed to notice the waitress brought Ysabel the wrong dish; namely a plate of assorted fried vegetables, which were of course just as good as the rest of it.
When we'd finished our starters, the waitress then brought out the starter Ysabel had actually ordered - and this rather unbalanced things. Oddly enough, it turned out Ysabel wasn't overly fond of her second starter, so I ended up devouring the thing. Then we were asked if we wanted main courses; Ysabel was hungry and I was full. But sod it I thought, we're having fun. Why not.
One plate of penne and one plate of ravioli later, we were both truly stuffed. Despite the hiccup with the starter, we both had an exceptionally pleasant experience. Four plates, two glasses of and one bottle of wine later, we asked for the bill and were pleasantly surprised to find it was around ten euros less than we had expected.
This restaurant, with its charming atmosphere and friendly staff, is definitely going to be visited by me again. I look forward to it very much.