Dinner at the Fruit Shop

Last night we went for dinner the most unlikely of places - at a small road side fruit shop in Spain. Now some people might ask me – well, did you have any fruit or just fruit for your meal but the answer I am afraid is no. How I did end up eating there was a bit of a random occurrence and it went a little like this.

Yesterday morning Nadia calls me at work and tells me that we have been invited to dinner in Alcaidesa by one of her German friends she has not seen for a few months and that he was going back to Germany very soon.

So he gave us directions for the place but at first we thought it was going to be at someone’s house so we planned for that. We set out from Gibraltar with some very simple directions but having no idea where this place could be. Anyway we made our way over to Alcaidesa and little did we know that as we went past a fruit shop on the side of the road,  Nadia would notice her friend inside and also his car parked outside it. I told her this can’t be it but I parked the car and got out to have a look and yes, it looked like we were going to eat in this fruit shop.

Dinner was grilled venison and grilled chicken over hot coals and even though the venison was tough it was quite nice and the chicken was also nice. Apart from the meat there were salads and other knick-knacks on the table to snack on.

It was a bit of a strange place to have dinner but apart from that the atmosphere was quite nice despite being a bit chilly to be eating outside at night, it was a pleasant meal.