Tapas Time

Last week my parents came to visit.

And this can only mean one thing... proper food!

We booked a table at Dehesa for a Spanish-style Sunday lunch. I know, somewhere in Central where you can book is unheard of.

I think that the Spanish really got it right when they invented tapas.

The entire concept quells any risk of food envy and you get to try everything without having to reach over someone else's plate while they're not looking in order to avoid a "Joey doesn't share food" situation.

(I don't normally share food either, but when it's this good i'll make an exception.)

Dehesa is more of a bar than a restaurant but there are a couple of proper tables if you'd prefer.

All of the best meals start with bubbles...

A welcome change from J├Ągerbombs and vodka lemonades!

To get the ball rolling while we browsed the menu we ordered the flat bread with olive oil and the Spanish charcuterie selection.

Do this just for the chorizo alone- it was delicious.

Next, a very strange thing happened.

I ordered off the vegetarian section of the menu.

This literally never happens, if you can't already tell by the amount of steak and burgers I post on here.

The pictures don't quite do it justice but this was the deep-fried courgette flower, stuffed with goats cheese and drizzled with honey.

I would go back just to eat one of these... or five.

Next up: Octopus with confit potatoes, mojo verde and salsa.

Yes this tasted as good as it looks.

Octopus is a bit of a nostalgic food for me.

 When my grandparents retired they moved to Cyprus where I spent my childhood filling my belly with Cypriot seafood.

To top off our seafood selection we chose two grilled scallops with crispy morcilla, sweetcorn puree and salsa. 

I could have polished this entire plate off myself as I'm a bit of a scallop fiend.

This is their speciality dish: confit old spot pork belly with rosemary cannellini beans.

Admittedly this was pretty difficult to split into three but it was worth the effort.

Normally I don't even particularly like pork but I can see why this is their speciality.

And here's the last of the savouries: pan-fried lemon chicken with a range of veg.

I'm running out of positive adjectives so again, just order this.

And now for the most important dish of the day- pudding!

I couldn't choose between these two beauties so my mum very kindly offered to share them with me... although I don't think it would take anyone much persuading.

Vanilla and yoghurt bavarese with berries and honey oats. 

This was mum's favourite. It was like a cross between a mousse and a panna cotta. 

Warm chocolate and walnut cake with salted caramel and milk ice cream.

This was like the best brownie you have ever had in your life. Ever.

I polished off the entire thing as it seemed rude to leave even the tiniest morsel on the plate.

Much to my absolute dismay this doesn't quite fit into my 'Budget Eats' category, hence why I went with my parents.

Nevertheless it was still pretty good value considering how ridiculously beautiful the food both looked and tasted and how attentive the staff were.

I do love a good roast, but I would happily have this every Sunday if I could.