Tapeando por Madrid

Unlike those in León, Madrid’s tapas are not free. This makes the ordering process slightly trickier, because you are not simply handed a nibble or two. It took me a while to get the hang of ordering food in Madrid, but now I feel comfortable around a tapas menu. To clarify–if you go to a bar and want a bite to eat, there are two choices: a) the TAPA, which is usually something quite small [read: olives. potato chips. peanuts.] or b) the RACIÓN, a larger portion ideal for sharing.

In no particular order, here are my recommendations for tapeando in Madrid:

CASA JULIO

Calle Madera, 37  / Metro: Tribunal

What everyone is having: una ración de croquetas. You’ll get the whole gamut of croquette glory – ham, mushroom, spinach and raisin, picadillo…heck, I can’t even remember all the options.

You’ll find yourself here: before a night out, Saturday or not.


MESÓN DEL CHAMPIÑÓN

Cava de San Miguel, 17 / Metro: Sol, Tirso de Molina

Politely request: una ración de champiñones, or sautéed mushrooms.

Best place to: break up the ham-onotony.

EL PEZ GORDO

Calle Pez, 16 / Metro: Noviciado

Ripe for the pickingMigas, a dish based on breadcrumbs and topped with chorizo, grapes, and radishes.

Come here to savor: the comfort food you didn’t know you missed.

CASA PARRONDA

Trujillos, 4  / Metro: Opera, Callao

Another “casa,” you ask?

Wash down a bottle of cider with: random tapas and a bollo preñao (a soft roll literally “impregnated” with cider-soaked sausage).

Stand and deliver: there’s no room to sit, but the bell-cow ambiance can’t be beat.

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3 Comments

  1. Kay Maize

    We recognized and like three of the four you showcased. Sure enjoyed them and am missing them. Maybe we’ll get to hit them up again in April.

    • Cassandra

      You’re right! In fact, the picture of the mushrooms was taken the first day you and Paul visited.

  2. I was at quite a few bars in Madrid where tapas were free,or did i leave without paying 🙁

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