One word. SQUID. Actually...not squid, CUTTLEFISH. (Bc they are different now that I looked it up…read moreon google.) Get the grilled cuttlefish with garlic salt. Top notch, the most drool-inducing cephalopods I've ever tasted/consumed in my life.
Walking in sans reservations on a drizzly Monday evening in Madrid, the restaurant was about 60 % full. The space is rather deep and essentially occupies the first floors of two adjoining townhouses. Deceptively large since upon entering you walk backwards thru the restaurant but u-turning right and walking back towards the front of the building, there is an equally long space with tables lining both sides of the wall and a larger open seating area by the front windows of the restaurant.
Service was polished and super professional. The atmosphere was a bit on the more formal side and most men wore sports jackets.
Being a seafood restaurant, the menu had an extensive list of options, including both oven-finished and fire-top grilled items.
We ordered as appetizers: a plate of Iberico ham, fried white anchovies with roasted red peppers, sea bass and scarlet prawn ceviche. For mains: grilled cuttlefish, baked hake, grilled sole. For dessert we split one item: (we were stuffed by then!): brioche French toast with a scoop of ice cream. We had a bottle of white wine recommended by the restaurant and it paired well with the food. The servings were very generous--and all was cooked well. The olives they served on the side before the meal were delectable. The fried anchovies were a bit difficult for me to eat since they were fried pretty much so you could eat bones and all, but I couldn't help being a bit paranoid about some of the slightly larger bones, but the amazing-ness of the squid ...oops, CUTTLEFISH... alone would bring me back here in an instant.