Pages Wednesday, 18 July 2012 I only went and dropped the f**king plate... apparently you're not supposed to do that! spanish tortilla... writing those two simple, rather wonderful words fill me with fear and dread. Never before did I worry and care so much about the outcome of such a simple dish... ... as you'll know The Viking and I have just come back from a quick break in the sun.  We often go to the island of Mallorca as, i've explained in previous posts, not only is it conveniently close, inexpensive and nice and sunny but because my family have had a holiday home there for nearly 30 years I feel like I know it well enough to arrive and be on holiday immediately... which I think you'll agree is quite an important part of taking a break... we don't have to find the local panaderia or that delightful place to eat... we can quite literally kick of our shoes and relax... the only problem with this is that I feel we've become a little complacent and have stopped discovering... which I also think is one of the wonderful things about travelling... I love the idea of discovering something exciting and new about a place I think I know... ... last week my cousin had first dabs at the holiday home which left us to discover a charming small hotel nestled into the steep cliffs of a quiet seaside town... it was rustic and home-spun but so delightful we're