As someone who is completely and utterly in love with the sunny, sandy island of Ibiza, there are a few favourite places I simply have to frequent every time I visit. Beachhouse is one of them.
Nestled in front of a picturesque white sandy beach in the ever so chic Playa De’n Bossa, Beachouse is the laid back, shamelessly glamorous beach club adored by the type of people who just seem to know where all the fabulously happening places are.
Famed for its minimalist-chic interiors, suave service, chill out DJ sets and almost otherworldly food, Beachouse has fast become a must-visit destination for foodies and beach bums with good taste.
I arrived on the last day of my week long holiday with my other half in search of a flavoursome, healthy lunch and a relaxed beachside ambiance before we had to embark on the mournful journey back to drizzly London Town.
We were shown to a table facing the beach where stylish sun worshipers graced the wooden sun beds padded with white cushions. We decided to start our afternoon feast with cocktails -what better way to say goodbye to the party-loving island that never sleeps?
Served in ice cold copper, the Dark Salutation was a heady concoction of Absolute Elyx, Cointreau, amaretto and coffee – the suitably boozy, caffeine kick I needed after only managing a brief snooze the night before.
My partner chose the zesty Raja Roc – a tastebud-pleasing summery creation blending Ciroc vodka, peach liquor, lemon juice and fresh basil.
A refreshing beetroot salad arrived next at the table also containing al-dente asparagus, broccoli, shallots, salty ricotta and pistachios, drizzled generously with a robust hazelnut vinaigrette.
Next, an Ibizan take on Bruschetta was the object of our affection. Crisp, toasted seed bread was topped decadently with plump sliced tomatoes of various hues and drenched pleasingly in extra virgin olive oil. A superfood-packed green smoothie we had ordered to accompany this etherial dish added to the smugness we felt at having nourished our body in such a wholesome manner.
As we gorged on such flavoursome dishes, we noticed mini humans playing quietly at a quaint children’s area complete with colouring books and toys. As I watched a curly-haired cherub-like boy show his artistic masterpiece to his mother, I smiled to myself as I imagined returning to this inviting place when I had a family one day. I love how Ibiza is not all about booze-laden parties as most people think, and that there is so much for families and holistic-minded folk also.
Beachouse caters for the island’s love of wellness by hosting free mind-soothing yoga classes on the beach every morning – perfect before indulging in an Instagram-worthy breakfast of fresh fruits, egg dishes and berry-topped fluffy pancakes.
The fish in Ibiza is always superb and at Beachouse, always cooked perfectly, so we ordered the seabass with leek puree and chive oil – which tasted gloriously buttery and fresh. A regal plate of gigantic king prawns also made their way to our lucky table – which we doused in fresh lemon and devoured with our fingers.
Emerald green broccoli accompanied our mains as well as a generous dollop of Beachouse’s famed truffle mashed potato, which tasted as if it had been created by the food Gods – during the final of Masterchef.
I try to avoid overeating in Ibiza and ordering sugar-laden puddings, mainly due to my fear of bloating and falling into a 10 hour food coma – not a good combination before hitting the super clubs. Yet, as this was my last day in the magical isle that never fails to surprise me, and knowing that the food at Beachouse is just so divine, I gave in and ordered a dessert that still haunts me to this day with its unparalleled magnificence.
I urge any of you visiting this beautiful beach-facing haven to order the sticky poached peaches topped with pillow-like clouds of vanilla yogurt ice cream. The perfect combination of candy-like sweetness and fruity tanginess, this commendable culinary creation was so simple, yet had us fighting over the last bite.
My advice to anyone visiting Ibiza for the closing parties – forget the closing parties. Just book yourself in for a long, leisurely lunch at Beachouse and fall asleep to the sound of the waves on a comfy sun bed outside.
Just remember to wear a loose fitting waistband – you’re going to need it.