Dana F.
Yelp
This review is either a real-life incident or a Spanish soap opera. You decide.
A girl meets a Spanish boy. Every day, they drink a caña after class, go for a walk, and share an orange. Life is good. But one day, after a not-so-good series of events, there was an incident that involved a Spanish boy screaming profanities not safe for anyone's ears[1]. The girl's plan: hop on a plane to Málaga for a bit of an escape.
Although my appetite was shot, at my friend's behest, I mustered up the little energy I had to eat. At Tapeo de Cervantes, the kind bartender healed me through the liberal use of single malts and local red wine. We chatted for quite a while and it was a great way to practice my "woe is me" Spanish vocabulary.
This wasn't just an exercise in drowning my sorrows at the bar, mind you. I ate some of the best Andalusian style tapas that I have ever tasted. I came back every day that I was in Málaga, that is how much I love this little bar.
Over the course of a few days, I tried:
Wild boar loin in a red wine sauce (Lomo de Jabalí en Salsa de Vino Dulce de Málaga) - By far my favorite, it was so good I ordered it on two separate nights. It tasted as though the boar was marinated in the sauce as it was so juicy and tender. The sauce had a slightly sweet, distinct flavor that complimented the mild gaminess of the meat. With a red wine from Málaga, I was in heaven!
Risotto with Vegetables and Squash - I didn't have very high hopes, but this cazuela of creamy, smooth rice really impressed me. Very mild flavors - I would have hoped for a stronger-tasting vegetable to provide contrast.
Filete de Dorada - This dorada with grilled eggplant just TASTED of the Mediterranean. Because it is a more substantial, heavy fish, it paired well with the red wine.
Tortilla de Algas, Bacalao y Cristales Sal - I liked this, but was not particularly crazy about it. The seaweed (yes, seaweed), bacalao, and salt worked together brilliantly but this tortilla was more like an American omelette than a whipped up, fluffy Spanish one.
And for dessert:
Flan de higos - Now that I am a flan-making pro [2], I like to critique everyone else's! Figs must have been pureed and disbursed through the entire flan mold because there were lots of itty bitty seeds within the flan. I'm also curious to see what ingredients were used to caramelize the top of the flan because the taste, texture, and color were all completely new to me.
Tarta de Manzana - The waiter's (Gabriel's) favorite! And I know why. The apple tart was more like a delicious, warm apple crumble, topped with vanilla ice cream. Best of all? The apples were tangy!
Although my next stop in my Andalusian adventures was in Cordoba, the bartender strongly encouraged me to take the AVE and return for another few nights of tapas.
Please disregard the fact that the restaurant's website is in Comic Sans [3]. I bet their strategy is to scare away the typography snobs and leave the great tapas for those of us who can forgive such questionable behavior.
[1] Domestic violence is a huge problem in Spain. Although this is only the tip of the iceberg, I am much more aware of the trauma that many women face.
[2] Courtesy of the dad in my host family.
[3] http://bancomicsans.com/