Jeff took us out to dinner the two nights we stayed with him, the first night we tried a new Portuguese restaurant – literally around the corner from him. Nicely decorated, service was good and the food was nice. Jeff and W started with sushi, I tried a bit of W’s – yeuch. Way too fishy tasting for me, but by all accounts it was good. Main courses, I had the sole, Jeff a fish kebab and W went for the ‘if you’re brave try this’ dish. Turned out to be a glorified fish cake but according to W, very nice.
The second night we went to Nelson Mandela Square – very popular (one of those ‘you have to be seen here at least twice to be thought of as in’ places), couldn’t get into our first choice of restaurant so we tried Trumps. Once again the service was very good, nice young guy who memorised our order perfectly. We did have a few hiccups though, they brought Jeff and W’s starters, trinchado and deep fried camembert, but no caprese salad. Eventually I asked one of the manager type dudes walking around and a short while later my salad arrived. One taste of the cheese and yeuch, again. Dunno where they got the mozzarella from but it tasted worse than the really really cheap cheese one buys at the supermarkets, you know the type – has a remarkable likeness and taste to rubber. Then the poor waiter managed to spill most of the trinchado sauce over himself and Wouter when he was clearing the table away. All was not lost though – the main courses arrived, at the same time and we’d all opted for steak, 2 medium rare and one medium well. Upon eating we forgave them for their earlier sins. Very nice steak indeed. They also took the starter off the menu and at the gentle hinting from Jeff added a free round of coffees, which according to W were excellent. I don’t drink coffee.