Season 2024 is ON: the openings to know this week.
Book now to enjoy Ibiza’s coolest restaurants and smartest nightclubs in their sultry, pre-season simmer.
21 March.
Described by Conde Nast Traveller as ‘the most vibrant and visceral place to eat in the island’, hip little Gallic eatery Boodiou is back with a bang. Expect Michelin-esque tapas, crazy cocktails and Ibiza’s Town’s coolest crowd.
22 March.
Northern powerhouse La Paloma flings open its summer doors today for a twentieth season of sun-drenched lunches and star-spangled suppers on Ibiza’s dreamiest dining terrace.
22 March.
Itty bitty Playa S’Estanyol wakes from its seasonal slumber the moment laidback beach restaurant Cala Bonita sweeps off its sandy deck. Expect superlative seafood, excellent wines and chic family vibes.
22 March.
The northeast’s best-kept secret, Nudo is the pared-back, lo-fi seafood shack that you didn’t know you needed. Come for the crudo, stay for the aubergine bikini, take a salty swim afterwards. Perfection.
22 March.
With all-day 8-8 vibes, this retro seaside hangout is the place for decadent early bird breakfasts before a hike in Salinas Nature Reserve. Alternatively, drop in for a paella and sangria sundowner as the sun sets over the sands.
27 March.
Finca La Plaza, Santa Gertrudis
Ibiza’s prettiest courtyard is back, with an elevated Mediterranean menu and the smartest cocktails in Santa G. Bring a date and settle in beneath the twinkling lights and swaying palms.
28 March.
March might be just about the only month you’ll get in here with a reservation, so no excuses. Fix up and look smart for the chicest beach lunch on the island.
28 March.
Club Chinois pips the other clubs by the best part of month, with a four-day Easter opening extravaganza featuring Trip, Boho and La Troya and fresh new look. The club we were all waiting for!
30 March.
The south’s smartest member’s club flings open its doors for a summer of lazy lunches and sexy suppers. Saturdays are open to the public, so join Ibiza’s glossiest gang poolside for wood-fired pizzas, zingy crudos and endless bottles of blush rosé. The dream.
