So, imagine this meal if you will...The epitome of peasantry, but every bite perfectly balanced...Six, fresh, plump sardines, grilled so they were seared crisp on the outside, so juicy inside each fillet just fell away from the bone, and the liver inside was still moist as well...The fish were drizzled with a little mojo crudo, chopped parsley and vinegar, with very finely minced purple onion...The EVOO and salt brought out the rich flavor of the fish, the acid cut it, and the onion seemed almost sweet... The fish heads? So well-grilled that I tore each one off and ate it before I even began the fish. Crispy crunches of bone that melted in your mouth, around those lovely mouthfuls of tangy bits.
Black eyed peas were on the side, and these were crowned with chopped *white* onion...Again, genius...And next to all this was my favorite, the boiled white potatoes that always seem to taste different in Portuguese restaurants....
Mom had the Pork Alentejana; cubes of pork with clams, cooked in a salty wine and pepper sauce..She didn't need a knife for the pork, but couldn't finish the mound of fried potatoes on top of it..
Where? As if ya didn't know...O Fado....They only have the sardines at lunch, and the restaurant was empty, so we ate in the bar....
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