Banter aside, you bastards, the post race meal might be the only time all of us get to eat together.
Personally I'd prefer elsewhere with a bit more rustic Spanish atmosphere (you know ham joints hanging off the ceiling etc - a la Bullfighters Bar), but unless Antonio can work yet more magic with the local restauranteurs, the CdM is certainly big enough to accommodate all of us as well as El G's poncy penchant for posh plonk. :p