I think they knew we weren't moaners....
We were just two lads looking for some decent tapas as my mate had never tried before.
Firstly the waitress plonked us in the furthest corner from the entrance and right near the toilets so everyone was walking around us.
Of the things we remember ordering, the chicken on the skewers was like rubber; the mussels were still enclosed in their shells - therefore undercooked; the patatas bravas were just oven chips in squirty sauce; the paella was near black and the prawns on it looked like they had been left to fossilise for 100 centuries.
There were flies every now and again, which is expected... But it was like they were looking for somewhere to die, so they settled for our wall right above our table and food!!! First we noticed 2, then 3, then 5! I blew on them, their wings wobbled, but nothing more.
I'm giving it 3/5 because the waiter looks like Gareth Bale and we got a photo. Haha
Wouldn't go back. Sorry
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