I had arranged to meet the Research Queen i.e. the wife in a small bar down the latin end off Plaza Mayor on Calle Cava Baja.
She had previously text me saying how good the bars were here in Madrid and that one bar even promoted itself as serving "the best lamb intestines in Madrid!" For once, I felt turning up for this assignment sober may not have been the best option. This road full of bars hightens both your senses of smell and hearing.
I found the cosy little bar with the menu proudly displayed. "un vino tinto por favor" I said as I entered feeling I needed a drink as soon as. We found a small table and I pointed to their house special of beef entrails.
The atmosphere here slowly soothing my anxiety. I have previously in other bars ordered "hopeful onions" and "pigs in the sky" , the onions confused and the pigs not even pork but a dessert, so I was intrigued as to what style of food would arrive ? Then our plate to share presented itself. It was in fact a beautifully cooked beef entrecote steak with fried potatoes !! I had then a Sherlock Holmes moment! "Elementary my dear Watson!" My wife's name is not really Watson. If you write ENTR first, then A is before E on a spanish translation spell check !
We enjoyed, ordered more wine and some manchego cheese to follow, deciding to leave the lamb intestines bar for another time.
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