Tienmann C.
Yelp
The first time stepping into a "Pintxo" bar, you begin to realize this is a pub, a café, bar, restaurant, diner, all rolled into one. The point is that when you drink, you should probably be eating something - both for the palate and the body- and when you drink, you'd really like something to nibble on. This is where you stop for nourishment, but don't necessarily stop doing other things.
An older gentleman tucks into a steak while reading the newspaper, a wry grin seeming to peeking out at as he glances around the room in his bifocals. A young couple, their baby, and his grandparents meet casually over a platter of bread covered in Joselito Coppa (cured shoulder with broad streaks of marbling).
Most step up to the bar, order a beverage - a beer (it's Mahou on tap) a larger, a glass of wine (Txakoli is classic, but it's the selection of top Reds served by the glass "copa" listed on a blackboard, selling for a song), or a sherry ("jerez"). Next you'll select a couple of Pintxos. A few simple classics are spread out over the countertop as is customary in Basque country. The classic Pintxo Gilda spikes a toothpick -"pincho" is Spanish for spike, presumably in Basque it is "pintxo"(?)- through an brined olive, cured anchovy and pickled green pepper. Your server will douse it in a bright green olive oil just before serving. Perhaps a small sandwich or two - a small crusty roll filled with Ham, or Tuna and Peppers (either brined green or roasted red).
Other Pintxo options, hot and cold can be found on the clipboard menu & wine list (as well as a digital screen behind the bar). You also have the option of making your full meal here, and select from some of the larger plates. Perhaps some fish (we went with Hake), a Steak, or a "72 Hour" Joselito Pork Shoulder cooked at 85 degrees celsius for the aforementioned time, cut into a thick slice, and griddled to a crisp before serving. It's served with a slightly sweet mustard sauce to counter the pork-gaminess.
I suppose that unlike the others out party was here only for the food and drink. Most here were looking to nourish themselves as they got on with the rest of their lives. For us, this was just the start, as we only had one night in Bilbao.......
[to be continued at El Globo......]