"Sabor is known for two things: its buzzing downstairs tapas counter where gooey tortilla spills, and for its pig upstairs. Not a pet one, mind. Just the suckling pig you can only get in its upstairs restaurant ‘El Asador’. The split between this Spanish restaurant means that it suits all occasions, from on-a-whim dates downstairs to big celebratory blowouts upstairs. Aside from London’s finest swine, there’s luscious seafood rice, tender lamb sweetbreads, and elegant small plates that very easily add up." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, rianne shlebak
"Sabor, too, has a great buzz and there was a pork dish which really stands out in my memory." - Andrew Young
"Nothing says you’re on holiday more than sitting at a bar, ordering tapas as and when you fancy, and steadily ploughing your way through a bottle of Rioja, does it? Even better is that you don’t even have to go to Gatwick to do this now - you can just pop to Sabor in Mayfair. This place has got every part of a Spanish holiday you could wish for. Apart from the sun. The food is reliably good - croquetas, duck breast, chargrilled potatoes, and the like - and the setting is informal. It’s the sort of place you may wander into and end up spending a few hours in because, well, you’re on holiday... oh wait. Well almost." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing
"The counter at Sabor is one of London’s finest and funnest (it’s a word, okay) front row restaurant seats. You’ll more than likely have to wait a little while for a seat, because it’s walk-in only and this tapas spot is popular. But once you do get in you’ll be watching the chefs do chef stuff opposite, whilst enjoying a gooey chorizo tortilla for under a tenner. What with it being tapas and all, it can add up if you aren’t careful. So just be careful. An order of pan con tomate, cuttlefish pappardelle, and tortilla is where we’d start." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing
"“A Segovian pig sounds like a Star Wars slur, but in reality it’s one of the finest swines you can eat. There’s a history of roasting these suckling pigs in Castilian cuisine. The Spanish have done it ever since the Romans invaded, and all of that led to me, watching it be nonchalantly cut up just off Regent’s Street. My god this pig was good. The shimmering, crunching shell of skin was reminiscent of a peking duck and the fat-soaked underbelly of meat was juicy alone, and even juicier once I had poured over gravy. You can only get it upstairs at Sabor, in the Spanish restaurant’s ‘El Asador’, and I’d urge you to make that happen.” - Jake Missing, Editorial Lead" - jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna