Steve and I had a nice lunch together at
Toscana. Vegas baby didn't show - not sure why. Maybe (s)he didn't get the location/time before getting on the plane. We waited until about 2:05 and then went on.
The place was nearly empty and we got a table right away - in the bar area. The only linen-covered tables they had, about 8, in the farther part of the bar area, all had RESERVED signs on them so we ate on our paper-covered wooden tables with the bar-dispenser-napkins.
There was no menu of the day either so we chose the following "raciones":
Chopitos
Pimientos Fritos
Morcillo
We got the Chopitos first. Mmmm.. So good. The pimientos fritos came soon after - also good and salty. Then, I called over the waiter about the Morcillo we'd ordered. I remember speaking the word when ordering,
Morcillo, and thinking it sounded odd at the time. So when the waiter came back, I told him that I knew what
morcilla and that I THOUGHT I was ordering that and if he could explain to us what morcill
o was. It's the calf portion of the veal calf in a slightly spicy broth with sliced potatoes and there was also some spinach, I think. So the waiter, so nice, offered to ALSO bring us a small portion, 2, slices of Morcill
a since we'd obviously wanted some - it was pretty good too.
For dessert, I ordered the
arroz con leche and Steve ordered the
tarta de santiago. And while it apparently wasn't typically done there (because the waiter seemed to wiggle his nose as the request), we asked if it could be served
flambeado or (a.k.a.
flambe or singed or ON FIRE!!
) and he did. He brougt a metal container of blue-flaming
orujo (a liqueur) and spooned it over top Steve's Tarta de Santiago - in order that the cake wouldn't be so dry - as it tends to be.
We just had beer(s) for drinks and also bread, of course. All totalled, 44€ - which isn't cheap. As I mentioned above, they did not have a
Menú del Día.
It's a shame Vegas baby couldn't make it. This happens sometime. People get caught up in newly-made plans and things change. No problem.
The place is rustic, with some farming tools, old iron pans, and those gourd wine-carrying recepticles. They have an all-Spanish wait staff, dressed professionally, and acting appropriately.
See photo below of Steve (left) and me enjoying our
chopitos and
pimientos fritos. Mmmm...
I'm not happy with the photo quality. I think it's because I had it on "slow flash" setting which slows down the exposure a bit.
The next lunch might well be when member
esperanza comes in early April. Stay tuned!
Saludos, MadridMan