Laranjal
Here we tell stories about this place, about the Algarve and about the Ria that the ancient people decided to call formosa (beautiful) for obvious reasons. Here we use your plate as a blank page, the kitchenware as pencils and pens and the ingredients as natural dyes. He writes stories, describing the saltiness of this land, the breeze that travelled from somewhere until it hits us, the colour of the oranges, the dance of the octopus, the patience of the oysters in the sunshine on a sandbank between two ocean inlets. And he writes about the local people, about their hands, wet from pulling in the fishing nets, their skin tanned by the sun as they harvest the earth's bounty.
Some warmer and some fresher; read these stories and take them home with you, in your MEMORIES.