Food · COMPORTA, PORTUGAL

Where to eat in the Alentejo when the youngest is two and the menu is in Portuguese

An olive-shaded courtyard, a tasting menu that lasts three hours, and a small straw hat we left behind on the second day.

Where to eat in the Alentejo when the youngest is two and the menu is in Portuguese

The Alentejo does not flatter you on arrival. The drive south from Lisbon is one long quiet field, and then another, and then a third. You begin to wonder whether the friend who recommended this region has ever actually been here, or whether they are simply confusing it, in memory, with somewhere prettier.

Then the rice paddies appear, and the umbrella pines, and the light flattens out across them at five in the afternoon, and you understand. We ate, over the course of nine days, at six restaurants. Three of them were beautiful. Two of them were workable. One was both. That one is at the end of this piece, and it is the reason for everything else.

A ceramic bowl of olives on a wooden table in soft afternoon light.
A ceramic bowl of olives on a wooden table in soft afternoon light.