We had a lovely little lunch here, in a tiny sliver of a restaurant, that reminded me so much of Barcelona. The food is simple but satisfying. Lots of mirrors and tile. Bright windows. Most importantly, they do a proper Spanish churro.
My husband had a breakfast roll with jamon Serrano, "broken eggs," and Manchego. Simple, hearty, tasty. I had a tapas box with three items. Three creamy, warm chicken croquettas, which were good but I prefer bacalao or jamon. A slice of crusty bread with tomato and some jamon Serrano. And a generous helping of patatas bravas, presented with a ring of garlicky aioli and a second ring of a spicy sauce. I enjoyed this the most and the dish felt very true to what I've eaten in Madrid, Barcelona, and San Sebastian.
The churros were excellent. We shared the churros for 1 and it was plenty. Fried to order, very fresh and warm. Sprinkled with just a little sugar. Crispy outside, fluffy inside, but not greasy. And (correctly) with no cinnamon! These are 6" beauties, not the huge tubes of cinnamon sugar you get at amusement parks and sporting events or on the L train platform.
The chocolate was also representative of what we had in Spain. Very rich and dark, and thick enough to cling to the churro upon dipping. A smallish portion size but since they had gotten everything else right, I didn't complain. I thought these churros were better than those at Mercat, Boqueria, Despana, and Tertulia.
The churros rellenos (thicker, stuffed churros) were interesting but only OK in comparison. We tried the dulce de leche stuffed one. It was harder to eat--the filling drips out with every bite. I think it might have been a bit too sweet for me overall. Served lukewarm, it just really paled to the regular ones.
Really looking forward to returning for more tapas, perhaps a bikini sandwich, and of course, churros with chocolate!