Having been to Italian villages whose winding streets lead to amazing views we had thought we might try this restaurant for equally stunning view and food. The owner was friendly and welcoming in aslightly cynical manner - he tutted when we wouldnt try a bottle of his family wine so my (Swedish) husband felt compelled to explain he was driving. This "bullying"manner set the tone for the meal to the point I begged my husband to hide the sickingly sweet tea and drink in the bushes as we half feared insulting him. Seeing the dirty cushions I also feared the qualty of the food but by and large I can say it was okayish..especially the cold tapas..the hot ones all being deep fried and quite odd in taste..I say this having lived across the Middle east with a passion for the food and flavors.
Overall it seems the star chef in this place was the brother who worked in renowned Ronda hotels..it seems one of the brothers is covering for the brother and clearly deep frying his absence. We enjoyed the view and the company of a lovely English couple so no regrets but no return either.
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