Lanzarote

We had dinner in the restaurant. Michael had fish, I had steak. And we shared yet another bottle of wine. We were getting good at that - sharing entire bottles of wine with our meals. No matter what, I always seem to get french fries with my meal and Michael gets new potatos. We had a lot of potatos and bread over there. One of our favorite were these wrinkly, salty potatos. The skin is all dried and wrinkly and crackly and the inside is nice and moist and yummy. But they're little, tiny potatos - not like a baked potato. And they serve it with this sauce (mojo) that has lots of garlic, olive oil (or butter), parsley, basil, cilantro - YUMMY! This was a view from our restaurant. Michael scanned in the picture of me at the restaurant, but I took it out cause it was ugly.