When in Lisbon, trust your senses. Trust and you will find yourself a perfect lunch. Perfectly local and perfectly scrumptious.
Let your nose lead you, sourcing the heady scent of fresh fish cooking on the grill.
Let your ears welcome the sound of laughter between old friends. Tables of energetic elderly men gossiping is absolutely a good sign.
Let your eyes affirm your lunch location, with the vision of these men – sturdy girth and tanned, creased faces, wise with the knowledge of a good grill. Trust them…
…they know where the perfect lunch is.