Hey Barry, Would you mind rapping about Majorca for a minute? I have been offered a crib there for a vacation with my GF from a Scandinavian couple living here, who owns a place, but never goes there.
I'm imagining fresh octopus and sardines right off the boat, simmering in olive oil, and then hit with lemon before serving. It is on the side that faces Ibiza right on the water. The connection with the old movement days adds a comic twist to it all. Any thoughts?
