A Quest For Food

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Saturday evening, a long day’s work done in a small committee room; outside – a fresh breeze, dying light, traffic jams as the beaches empty. Three cars edge along the coast from Carcavelos towards Lisbon. We pass through Belem, home to the Maritime Museum in a former monastery and the brutal linear rectangularity of the modern art museum.

Finally, at a quayside two cars release us to uncoil and stretch, the third turns up later having gone to another restaurant of the same name.    A further wait and the whole group is together.IMG_0105_m

Outside the restaurant is a 3 metre high copper vat used in brewing; this used to be a brewery, but inside has been converted into a light, open dining area.

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The lights are the biggest I have ever seen indoors, the photo rather hides that each of the globes is about a metre diameter.

Before our meals arrive there is plenty of fresh bread, and – Portuguese style – we dip it in olive oil – delicious.

To match the copper vat outside my meal is served in a copper coated container. It carries a traditional dish of flaked cod in a mesh of tiny fried potato chips, with egg and coriander. It is absolutely delicious.

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IMG_0114_mSeveral of our party are Brazilian Christians; I must ask them one day how they manage to smile so much and to love life as they obviously do.

27 February, 2011