Perhaps our expectations were too high but, based on positive guidebook reviews, we made a point of dining at the Cozinha Velha while in Queluz. The restaurant was quiet for a Friday evening and the pace and quality of the service seemed matched to that feeling. The two servers seemed stretched as the restaurant slowly filled with guests and the wait-time for food from the kitchen grew. As for the food, the mysterious blob of green vegetable matter that accompanied my entree failed to diminish the rich flavour of the my stuffed iberian pork. My wife's tamboril was gelatinous and the asparagus in her salad limp. Maybe it was a bad night... The harp music was delightful but didn't make the tab for dinner any easier to digest.
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