I had been told this was a budget restaurant with a friendly host. With high hopes I spotted two fellow guests from the Parador and joined them at a table just as a drama was unfolding. A German had had the audacity to request a table for eight and our host was not happy as tables were flung together and chairs scraped in postion. After a 10 minute wait our order was taken a little techily and much of what we asked for was not available. No watercress soup or calamares so made do with the avocado cocktail (smothered in Marie Rose sauce and very soft soapy avocado) and some frozen prawns. The asparagus salad was tinned. My steak was well done (I wasn't asked how I wanted it) and very thin. But, despite the strange appearance of the Roquefort sauce, the meat was tasty and temder and the sauce delicious. The garlic king prawns were small, shelled, probably frozen, and swimming in a pond of garlic butter. While a whole unidentified fish was apparently OK but on the dry and overcooked side. We paid 22 Euros each which was about double that of other restaurants of a similar standard. I also felt I had to humour the host, which is surely not in the job description of a diner.
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