Boqueria Restaurant Review:
Boqueria serves tapas like cod croquettes and grilled octopus in a chic but unpretentious environment. Skewered, seared lamb is pink and tender while the almond-stuffed, bacon-wrapped dates offer a savory-meets-sweet treat in one small plate. The short list of Spanish wines is thoughtfully selected.
"Graze your way" through "top-class tapas" at these "happening" Spaniards bringing a "transported-to-Barcelona" feel to the Flatiron and SoHo; a "competent" crew navigates the "no-room-to-spare" settings and "well-priced" wines offset tabs that "add up pretty quickly", but the no-rez rule results in "discouraging" waits.
Perenially packed, this convivial tapas spot has leather banquettes lining the main room but if you want to make friends, opt for the communal table running down the center of the dining room—if you can get a seat. There are a few spots at the bar, too. Fried quail eggs and chorizo on roasted bread are even better than they sound, and the mushroom and ham croquettes are a mainstay. Traditional...
Loud, happy, tapas-esque enviro with communal table, jumping bar, and free-flowing bloody Spanish red. And yet: the first chef's name was Seamus, the owner's French, and the best things come on big plates. Apple mash potatoes and breaded skate wings, suckling pig fulfills city's collective pork orgasm. Paella, made right Valencia-style with slightly crunchy Calasparra rice, chicken on the bone,...