Boris Simpson
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The restaurant is shadow of its former self.
A dozen years ago it was vibrant and full of life. They made a deserved big deal of their beef solomillo, which was available in different sizes, and then served rare on a special super-heated thick ceramic plate with their logo and “Cuidado ¡Plato Caliente!” where you would finish cooking your meat to perfection. The place was always buzzing with waiters eager to serve.
But not anymore. “This” isn’t available, “that“ isn’t available, we don’t do “that“ anymore, “that” is only available in the morning. And the waiter, while not rude, was no fountain of conversation and projected boredom at every opportunity. And btw, this was not some cultural disconnect between tourist and native; I’m Spanish.
I’ll content myself with the fond memories of the past and never return.