First of all, Tia Pol is about as wide as a matchbook and was as crowded as a pack of sardines. And after sitting on an uncomfortable stool for 35 minutes in the overcrowded bar (and waiting for a pitcher of sangria which never came!) my boyfriend and I were escorted to a tiny table with a stool drenched in wine, which I unknowingly sat on!! We complained to the waiter who insisted it was water and not white wine despite the fact that both the stool and my pants smelled like white wine. The waiter then took the stool and returned with a new one after about 10 minutes. We ordered the Sangria again, and when the waiter brought it he said it was on the house. That was a good thing because the Sangria was the worst I've ever had in my entire life. I would have hated to pay for something so horrendous. There wasn't one piece of fruit in this "sangria" and what we were given tasted like watered-down KoolAid. I don't know if the sangria always tastes like this or if this was a special concoction created for us because we were loud about our poor treatment. Well the food was decent to good, nothing spectacular, we ordered almost everything on the menu. We were in Spain last summer so we know what tapas should taste like and these were ordinary at best. I don't think we'll ever go back.