September 25, 2013 6 Comments
How often do you find yourself in this situation: you’ve done a monster shop, been to the market, thumbed through the latest issue of Bon Appetit and watched some food program on your BBCiPlayer when hunger pops by and says – “So hey, what’s for lunch?” There is no urgency at first but then the purring turns to growling before you know it, all your cupboard doors gape open, full to splitting point and you have no idea what to eat.
I bet that has never happened to any of the ladies working the cold tapas bar at Quimet & Quimet. Not one single time.
No, these ladies (I count 4), wedged neatly between a narrow bar and a towering shelf of canned goods and bottles, pass out plate after plate of enticing tapa and montaditos (something like an hors d’oeuvres on bread but way too big to manage in one or two bites) which are seemingly conjured from thin air. Sure, there is a glass fronted cabinet with all manner of sea things but where are the chefs doing the assembling?