"It might as well be 1970, the year the García family opened Sylkar on a sleepy side street in Chamberí: Chorizo links hang behind the bar, demitasse spoons clink onto saucers, and white-clad waiters scurry between tables of raucous regulars, cracking jokes and over-pouring wine. At the kitchen window, Alfredo, the owner, holds court from a barstool, greeting guests while leafing through the sports section of El País. He glances up occasionally to call out orders to the veteran cooks frying croquettes and flipping tortillas from muscle memory." - Benjamin Kemper
