The food here is pretty good, actually. The highlight for me is the earthy, truffle-scented huevo con calabaza, and they've finally put boquerones on the menu, the lack of which was inexplicable. I'm glad they've seen the light.
Unfortunately, the service is haphazard at best, and it seems to be getting worse rather than better as time goes on. I've had lunch and dinner here around 5 or 6 times – I'm a loyal type! – so I'm not talking about a one-off experience. For example, it's become a standing joke with my colleagues that if you order bread, you don't ever get it; if you don't order it, you will without question get it… and will be charged a stonking £2.75 for the privilege. That's unacceptable, to be honest. Have the decency to hide the bread cost in the rest of the menu!
I also find that the noise level is so loud that it's almost painful. For some reason, the main dining room has been designed so that the curved ceiling actually focuses sound waves right back at you, making easy conversation nigh on impossible. Even if you choose a table sited next to the wall, it's pretty bad. The front room (to the right of the bar) is a bit better, and I would recommend that you try and specify a table here if you want to have any voice left afterwards.
For me, then, the poor service and the noise level outweigh the quality of the food – and I reckon this may be the case for quite a few others. When this restaurant opened, the queues were long and constant. I notice now that they have pretty much disappeared. It's a real shame they haven't sorted out the service, as they're likely to find that their custom will be drifting away. I think I've had my last lunch there for a while. Their next-door neighbours, Haz, on the other hand, have not altered their consistently reliable proposition, and will no doubt be welcoming many disillusioned ex-Camino customers back to the fold in the coming months.