Lisbon Tendencies

Good weekend? Enjoy the weather? Go to the beach? Maybe you had a BBQ? Well my bird took me to Lisbon, so suck it! Suck it long and suck it hard.

The principle reason for going to Lisbon was to visit the oceanarium (http://www.oceanario.pt/) to indulge in my hobby of starfish racing:

The place has all my favourites including jellyfish, seahorses and octopi. The sea otters were mesmorisingly adorable as well and endangered or not, I’m getting one.

Lisbon also has a gazillion other cultural highlights that I was not at all interested in. But even I couldn’t fail to notice the beautiful architecture, charming winding streets and stitch-inducing hills between meals.

Senhora Del Monte and I enjoyed some delightful scran thanks to our Lesbian hosts, the two main venues being O Minhoto (http://www.ominhoto.com/) and Fidalgo (http://www.restaurantefidalgo.com/). O Minhoto was located near the top of the Calçada da Glória elevador and was busy with mainly tourists when we arrived. Actually, more overwhelmed, so we were automatically adjusted to the slower Latin pace of life. We shared some ribs and grilled sardines and a bottle of vinho verde. For the price, it was terrific, on plates loaded with chips and salad, the sardines were succulent and salty and the ribs were … well, succulent and salty. This is what ribs should be like: charcoal grilled, lightly seasoned. I’m no longer a fan of American style ribs, with their overcooked plasticised meat and sugary BBQ sauce.

Fidalgo, also in Bairro Alto, was slightly more upmarket and it seemed mostly to be catering to Portuguese. To the point that the waitress gave up with us and our rudimentary grasp of the lingo and called the owner to figure out what we wanted. Senhora opted for the gambas (tiger prawns), giant and prepared to order. I fell on my wild boar medallions and hoovered them up within seconds. The medallions were offered grilled or fried and, at the owner’s suggestion, I went for fried, though he intimated that he was no longer allowed to due to medical advice. My goodness they were good; accompanied by the ubiquitous chips and salad, the dish belied the swankier surroundings of the restaurant. Would definitely recommend Fidalgo.

I’ll be going back to Lisbon. Apparently there’s more to see than oceanariums and the inside of restaurants. But actually, that’s all I need.

Lisboa!

O MINHOTO

O Minhoto from the inside.

O Minhoto from the inside.

What was left of the sardines after the first 15 seconds.

What was left of the sardines after the first 15 seconds.

The ribs! This is what BBQ ribs should be like.

The ribs! This is what BBQ ribs should be like.

FIDALGO

A starter of ham. For sharing apparently. Not on my watch.

A starter of ham. For sharing apparently. Not on my watch.

This is basically seafood porn. Squeeze that lemon baby. Yeah.

This is basically seafood porn. Squeeze that lemon baby. Yeah.

There it is. The wild boar for a wild man.

There it is. The wild boar for a wild man.

The multi-lingual menu. I didn't look past the first item on the menu.

The multi-lingual menu. I didn’t look past the first item.

Doesn't it look charming?

Doesn’t it look charming?

Fidalgo. Portguese for horse.

Fidalgo. Portguese for horse.

O Minhoto
Trav. da Boa Hora Nº 23 Bairro Alto
1200-063 Lisbon
Portugal
Tel: +351 21 342 32 62
http://www.ominhoto.com/

Fidalgo
Rua da Barroca 27
1200-047 Lisbon
Portugal
Tel: +351 213 422 900
http://www.restaurantefidalgo.com/

 

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