Two nights meals. Phil arrived from the States Tuesday afternoon so we dined early at Islamorada. He had eaten half the Huelva white shrimp by the time I remembered to take a photo. We also had a presa Iberico that was missed altogether.
Then Wednesday night, because we had huge storms and flooding all day, the reservation we had for soup on the "chilly" day had to be abandoned due to no power in the building or actually on most of the block. So we walked in the direction of lights and ended up at La Piemontesa for a shared salad and pizza (all fine) but the postres were what salvaged the evening. I had the strawberry ice cream (strawberries only, not vanilla with strawberry) and fresh strawberries with cream. Phil had the Nutella crepe. So that was our rain for pretty much for the whole month a bit last weekend for part of one day. But it poured today and a lot of lightning, sometimes right overhead. Quite the show.
Then Saturday night came around and... Some nights are a complete miss. We went to a concert of a well known flamenco guitarist at the Teatro Maestranza (our concert hall in Sevilla.) The guitarist, Rafael Riqueni was an excellent guitarist.
Here is some more info on his artistry from M Wikipedia. Rafael Riqueni del Canto (Sevilla, August 16, 1962), is a Spanish guitar player and composer. He is considered as one of the biggest names or “Maestros” in flamenco guitar history. At age fourteen, he won the two main national awards for flamenco guitar in Spain. As an adult, he has won the most prestigious flamenco music awards in Spain, including: Premio Andalucía de Cultura, Premio Nacional de la Crítica, Giraldillo a la Maestría de la XVIII Bienal de Flamenco y el Premio AIE. In 2017, he was awarded with XXXI Compás del Cante, this award is always referred to by the Spanish media as the "Flamenco Nobel prize".
Unfortunately in my opinion the program was marred by two other performers. A young man vocalist who had a lot of hair that he kept flicking back from his face and then he'd lean forward to emote into his vocalizations and it would fall back in front of his face. And the cycle would start all over again. Clearly his hair stole the show. At one point I could only think he must be wailing about his dead cat (not understanding the words left me to make up my own interpretations LOL) As bad as that was, at one point a woman came on and did a sort of interpretive/flamenco style dance. Her demeanor was very dark, dressed in all black and scowling throughout the performance. I wondered if both the performers were doing something surrounding mourning and it would figure as a possibility because it is the dead of the dead today (November 1st).
So we decided to cut out at intermission. And headed to the place we had reserved for dinner. It is a beautiful restaurant and the two women working the front of the house were as pleasant as they could be. The dinner rolls were also very good. But the rest of the report, not so much. My salmon tartare tasted too fishy to be truly fresh. My lubina was overcooked and didn't come with the things described on the menu. Phil fared a bit better as he was happy with his pork dish although he said he wished the foie had been less sizable and higher quality.
But the real kicker was they had neither of the wines we wanted to order and the server insisted that we needed a much heavier red than we desired since we were ordering both fish and meat. We asked about the other wines listed under the blends and were informed that none of them were available. ???? So we shared a glass of decent Ribera del Duero and gave up the quest for the wine we wanted to drink.
So all in all - not the best evening we've had in Sevilla but we did try two new things. We can now safely say. We'd go back to that venue, it was very nice. And we would not return to the restaurant.
So that brings us to Sunday and a dinner with Janet and Mike at Hiyoki and the beginning of a new week... we are headed on Thursday to Madrid to spend time with Megan & Christian and Oscar & Candela.
