Most of the tapas we wanted were apparently out of season, I didn't know meatballs had a season! Everything tasted and looked like it had come from Iceland's freezer section and just been shoved in the oven. We had an over powering smell of the toilets from our table and the only saving grace was the sangria. I was up at 3am with stomach pains and both me and my friend felt queasy afterwards. The chef should be ashamed of himself. Avoid at all costs!
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