When in Spain!..... They don't have a menu in Spanish and contrary to the noise we heard made by another client, yes, Spanish people do like Sunday roast. Show me all the foreigners NOT eating paella or a multitude of tapas.The roast beef was beautifully cooked. The roast potatoes a sad, most definitely under-roasted and not even sufficiently par-boiled, shame. Seriously, they were anaemic rocks. As no one was interested as to whether or not we enjoyed our meal, despite a waiter and waitress passing our table over 18 times before collecting our plates, cutlery correctly signalling we had finished eating, I shall relay our experience here. The tell tale sign of two plates still full of potatoes didn't warrant interest.It became an amusing pastime to start counting after they both passed a few times with nothing more than a round of drinks, a menu, and three plates of food (taken in two trips to the same table!).The vegetables; Why don't people give vegetables the love and respect they deserve? Since when did little chunks of bitter aubergine sit well atop buttered cabbage and a particularly al dente floret (singular) of broccoli?And it was all piled on the plate. No cute little jug of gravy. No side dish of vegetables. Everything, gravy and all, was already poured on the plate. We don't eat like that at home, so certainly don't expect our food to be served like school dinners when we dine out.Dessert - Apple crumble doesn't have nuts. If you add nuts it is a different dish. Give it a different name. It's like eateries that serve "Caesar salad" with egg, tomato, bacon or anything else that isn't just chicken, romaine lettuce, parmesan, croutons and caesar dressing. That makes it a freaking chicken salad, NOT a Caesar.A choice of 3 desserts, two with nuts in, meant forfeiting the whole point of chilling out on a Sunday. I appreciate this is a personal thing, due to nut allergies, but likewise given the age we live in, there were no warnings on the menu. So our meal was cut short.We were served a wonderful apple cake by a fun, efficient, waitress at a bar further along the paseo.The waiting staff here are pleasant enough, but not attentive. We tried to catch the eye of all three, to ask what the charge on our bill for "open food" was, but one on their phone, the other drinking tea/coffee, the third too busy with presumably regular patrons!Cuando en España!..... No tienen un menú en español y contrariamente al ruido que escuchamos de otro cliente, sí, a los españoles les gusta el Sunday lunch. Muéstrame todos los extranjeros que NO comen paella ni multitud de tapas.La tenera estaba muy bien cocinado. Patatas asadas una pena, definitivamente poco asadas y ni siquiera suficientemente cocidas. En serio, eran rocas anémicas. Como a nadie le interesó si disfrutamos o no de nuestra comida, a pesar de que los camareros pasaron nuestra mesa más de 18 veces antes de recoger nuestros platos, los cubiertos indicaron correctamente que habíamos terminado de comer, transmitiré nuestra experiencia aquí. El signo revelador de dos platos todavía llenos de patatass no merecía interés.Contando se convirtió en un pasatiempo divertido después de que ambos pasaron unas cuantas veces sin nada más que una ronda de bebidas, un menú y tres platos de comida (¡tomados en dos viajes a la misma mesa!).Los vegetales; ¿Por qué la gente no le da a las verduras el amor y el respeto que se merecen? ¿Desde cuándo los pequeños trozos de berenjena amarga se sientan bien sobre el repollo con mantequilla y una florete particularmente al dente (singular) de brócoli?Y todo estaba amontonado en el plato. No hay una linda jarra de salsa. Sin guarnición de verduras. Todo, salsa y todo, ya estaba servido en el plato. No comemos así en casa, así que no espere que nuestra comida se sirva como las cenas escolares cuando salimos a cenar.No se permite el sistema (insuficiente espacio) escribir todo!!