gonna fire some shots here: Madrid is not a good place to eat. it’s expensive and mediocre, I’ve had like a dozen meals in Madrid now and not a single one has been memorable or remarkable in any way. in contrast, there are at least eight restaurants within three blocks of my apartment in Barcelona that I’ve been back to multiple times. Barcelona is just a **much** better food city, it’s not even close.
@dee34601 Bar Lambuzo—on a side street* just west of Plaza Descalzas—was tasty & reasonably priced when we went there (twice) back in 2019. It features delicious cheese & other items from Cadiz and staff were super friendly. The first time we arrived, a bunch of young people were there for a slightly rowdy evening gathering—some sort of workplace send-off for one, from what I could tell—and it all had a convivial, non-touristy vibe. *Hilariously, there’s a fucking Tim Horton’s two blocks north.
Ona and I were talking about this again this morning, it’s really remarkable. like, the **bread** is worse, the coffee is worse. we ordered a dish at a restaurant with great reviews—we were at the bar, the place was packed. wild mushrooms with a fried egg, to share. great, let’s go, love it. it was **just** mushrooms with an egg, I don’t even think it was salted. no sauce, no aeromatics, nothing. price: €22. we were **laughing**