I wouldn't have found this place if not for foodie friends Guido and Joy. We hardly found time to meet in Manila but as luck would have it, we were in Madrid at the same time!
Anthony Bourdain raved about his best Rabo de Toro dinner here. And there's no reason to doubt it. But I'm not confident giving you directions on how to get here. My advice? Hail a cab!
It doesn't look much from the outside. Nearly non-descript. But there's the family's 6th (or was it 8th?) generation Chef Pepe and his team of old waiters. Old charm, along with framed photos screaming bullfighting history.
No wonder Ernest Hemingway spent many drinking and dining times with his matador buddies here. And how about that story of Ava Gardner and her matador boyfriend? Enough stories to compose a telenovela.
As for moì, I just want my oxtail stew. Rabo de Toro or Rabo Estofado --- makes my day!
(From Prado Museum, it's a 5 euro taxi ride. More details here)
(From Prado Museum, it's a 5 euro taxi ride. More details here)
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