Very good service, good beer, and nice layout. Fully recommend it for adults to have cocktails and…read morehangout for diner or lunch.

An English restaurant right in the middle of Barcelona…read more No - the food is not English. It's as Spanish as Spanish can be. But the concept here is the core concept associated with good British cooking. Good ingredients. Simply prepared. The cook should bring out the flavor of the original materials. The ingredients here are excellent, The cook's interventions are subtle. The flavor of the very good ingredients shine through. This does not mean there is no spice involved. My wild bison meatballs had a tomato sauce and definite elements of fire. The mussels had a soupcon of garlic. But what was served was high quality British cuisine. * * * Two exceptions to the above rule - and one caution. There is one good exception and one bad exception 1) The good exception. The British always make exceptions for desserts. Desserts are sweet, yummy and show off the skill of the baker or the skill of the pudding maker. The same applies here. We had a carrot cake and a red velvet cake. None of them tasted like the carrot cakes or red velvet cakes we get at home. Both of them were just lovely. We would order them again ... and again ... and again ... and again. 2) The vegan casserole my wife got did not impress. Everything tasted like mushroom even though there were other things besides mushrooms in the pan. Some of the vegetables notably the artichoke hearts were so tough as to be nearly inedible. She was not provided with a knife .... Which gets us to the third point ... 3) Service is terrible. The people are nice, friendly and willing to please. But don't expect to see them very often. And they sold you the food on the menu. They did not sell you silverware to eat it with. They will bring you a fork. Then they are done. Not only our table but other tables around us had to deal with the "how the heck do I eat this problem"? We just went ascetic and went without. People at other tables went up to the service rack to get the hardware they were lacking. The same benign neglect went to providing beverages. I would have been happy to build my tab for the night by ordering seconds or thirds on my drink. I never got my chance - and left the restaurant thirsty. (I have a nice bottle of mineral water I bought from a bodega to make up for the lack.) * * * These quirks aside, the food when it hits is really really fine. I ate very well, with wild boar meatballs that could be considered memorable. Fortunately, you need neither a knife nor a spoon to eat meatballs.

I went on a month long trip in Europe - Italy, Spain, and France - and Leku was one of, if not the…read morebest, dining experiences that I had. And I ate out every night. What I wanted was a chance to sample some traditional Catalan food, and luckily a friend of a friend was native to the area and took me to Leku. It certainly had that, and more. First, you may notice that it is a completely family run business. It feels that way. One waiter had a lengthy conversation with my friend about who knows what in Catalan. There were no bright line distinctions between who did what. The chef who also runs the place is part owner with I believe his mother. He was at times our waiter, our bus boy, and also of course the concerned chef who asked how each course went. And the food sure was fantastic and new. The ingredients were fresh, and almost entirely made in house. Some dishes were more traditional, while others were inventive but still inspired by the Catalan palette. For example, I had a fish dish that was paired with a mayonnaise dressing mixed with bacon! Apparently the people of Catalan mix meat and fish all the time, but it was a completely new flavor for me. A more traditional dish I had were these fried shellfish, something between a shrimp and a lobster, purchased fresh from the fish market that day. Ox tail wasnt weird at all, and it was very juicy and full flavored. The squid-ink croquets were probably my favorite, could have eaten ten of those. For dessert, I had a mojito flavored whipped cream and a cheesecake flavored yogurt. Maybe the greatest part of this restaurant was the quality combined with the authenticity of the Catalan culture. I know some spanish, but Im not sure I heard a lick of Spanish in that place. There was a large group celebrating what seemed like an anniversary. There was another older couple having dinner, and young couples perhaps on their first date. This place was not a place that tourists swarmed, which is something that by that time I had enough of. This was a place that a person native to the area would suggest, and it was a wonderful serendipity that I was introduced to it. They say you may not know how people treat you, but youll always remember how they make you feel. Well, not only did Leku treat me like an upper-class man, but as an outsider they made me feel welcome. I'll remember that most of all. Thanks guys