Category Spain

The Full Montiel

Though the pace of my blogging has slowed dramatically, the pace of my feeding is unabated. And so it was when myself, Mrs Del Monte and little Vengeance went to Spain for a break, taking in some of the Costa Brava and a lot of Barxcelona, a little city I discovered in north west Spain. […]

The Madrid of King Del Monte. Wow. That was crowbarred.

God I adore Madrid. I’ve posted about Madrid before and I was there again to eat as much ham as possible. I ate a lot I suppose. But I was there for a week and at the end I started hallucinating about vegetables. There are really none to be had. The fried stuff is amazing, […]

Happy Fudging Valentine’s Day Suckers!

I own Valentine’s Day. Mrs Del Monte never knows what’s hit her (note: Not me!). Flowers? Tick! Chocolates? Tick! Card? Tick! Stifling flatulence that one day a year? Maybe next year. Tall order, you’ll agree. Because I’m so great, I’d decided this year to allow you, cherished reader, to benefit from my munificence. By which […]

Date Night

Like the Italians, Friday night is date night with the wife, Saturday night is date night with the girlfriend. If by girlfriend you mean Xbox whilst Mrs Del Monte continues her charity work with the Harlequins 1st XV – poor thing, she’ll burn herself out! We recreated our first date with a trip to the […]

Douche Safari

I was deceived, lied to and betrayed near constantly yesterday. The tossing weathermen promised 17 degrees; I was promised a trip to the East End to sneer at hipsters which turned into a trawl through Columbia Road vintage shops; and the pork we ordered in Laxeiro (http://www.laxeiro.co.uk/) tasted suspiciously like beef. Actually the latter was […]

Dehesa

I took a break from writing my latest Twilight fan fiction (Jacob and Edward hook up. Wait till you read who’s tops – you’ll be pleasañtly surprised) to visit Dehesa (http://www.dehesa.co.uk/). Full disclosure: My sister’s portion of mancake (must she refer to him like this?) is professionally linked to Dehesa. Also, I killed a drifter. […]

Mad(rid) and Englishman

As well as being a snooty food critic (with well over 10, count them, 10 restaurants under my belt) and being a tower of attraction to all women, I am a professional person replete with duties and concerns. These took me to Madrid this past week which while powerfully interesting to you was another notch […]