Had a steak here that was meant to be medium but was nearly blue. It came out on a plate completely covered in white sauce and a cherry tomato on top like some sort of weird meat birthday cake from hell. After eating about a quarter I noticed how rare it was and tried to catch the eye of a staff member. Now I'm not joking, it was like they were trying to avoid me, couldn't get their attention so I said I'd go up the the guy that served me and tell him. A waitress started calling me as if I was stealing my creamy horror meal, plate and all. I told him the story, there was an apology and I sat down waiting to get a steak cooked how I previously asked 15 minutes later I get a big plate with a "well done" quarter eaten pathetic hock of meat re-glazed with with that creamy icing straight off of a keto birthday cake surprise nightmare. After the ordeal I waited about 40 minutes because no staff would come to give me the bill and when she finally did it took her 15 minutes to get the change, and then got angry at me because I went up to get it myself as it was sitting there on the counter. Meanwhile she's running around like a dull head less chicken taking random bits off of tables and having a lovely chat with one of the other waitresses. Just buy a premade sandwich in spar, it would be better than most of the food in las Palmas but Paparazzi is an absolute disgrace, like something from kitchen nightmares.