We're just back from Gran Canaria, having spent a very pleasant week away. Travelling avec child (Zosia is 9 months and counting) can be a bit of a nerve jangler, let me tell you, but all in all it was a lovely time, made all the lovelier by the fact my parents were on hand to watch the baby monitor while we slipped out for some nice food of an evening, such as that which I shortly will begin describing to you.
I often wonder whether it's preferable in the long run to actually have a proper regional or national cuisine (like the French or Spanish, or most countries for that matter) or not (like us knackers in Britain). At least doing so means that there will be a core canon of dishes which most people understand, and that your average food-imbiber has some general knowledge of ingredients, techniques and so on. On the other hand, it can also mean that one restaurant is much the same as the next, weighed down a little by the demands of tradition. Baseline standards of nourishment may still be cataclysmically shit in Britain, but if you seek out the good stuff it's at least likely to be eclectic and varied.
So, in Gran Canaria we ate a fair amount of papas arugadas (potatoes cooked in salt water until it forms a crust on their skin, served with pokey red or green mojo, a vinegar-based sauce), ropa vieja (chickpea stew with beef), jamon, croquetas and so on, as you do. But we also visited a simple but fantastic fish restaurant where you pay by the weight before they hoy it on the plancha and found delicious, unusually sweet morcilla, made with almonds, in a pretty inland village restaurant. For our holiday treat, I consulted the Michelin Guide of all things, to find somewhere that was taking a slightly more irreverent approach to Spanish and Canarian cooking, and that somewhere was La Barra.
We turned up unfashionably early (they don't open til 8pm), but it was as well we did, as all the tables in this neat little place filled up sharpish. Down one side is the kitchen/bar in front of which you can sit if you like. The place is decked out in fun cartoons and light woods, with spotlights over the table meaning even those with fading eyesight should be properly able to ogle their plates. The lovely waitress spoke no more English than we did Spanish, so we wrestled a bit with Google Translate before settling on what sounded like a fun line-up.
Pan con tomate |
Berenjenas asados a la parmesana y globa de mozarella |
Tartar de remolacha |
Pan bao de pato teriyaki con cremosa de foie; Pan bao de panceta de cerdo con mojo verde |
Croquetas de jamon iberico |
Albondigas con calamares |
Papas "Arrubravas" La Barra |
Homenaje a la ambrosia Tirma |
This lot came to approx eighty euros, but we ordered enthusiastically. Service was great. I felt a bit like I was on The Trip when trying to look impressed and interested as the waitress reeled off whole screeds of descriptions that we would tragically never understand. The chef/owner is Angel Palacios, who is apparently a bit of a name in these parts.
Las Palmas was a fun place to be based for a holiday because it is an actual place, and therefore has restaurants like this. We drove past some of the more touristy spots darn the sarf of the island: not for me, thanks. If you're visiting Gran Canaria, I'd heartily recommend checking La Barra out. The food is fun and makes a nice change from some of the more staple dishes you'll be used to, but not ever by sacrificing deliciousness.
8.5/10
La Barra de Traddiction
Calle Joaquin Costa, 25
35007 Las Palmas de Gran Canaria
Phone: 928 93 97 03
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