Being in Soho, it should come as no surprise to find this lovely little tapas bar next to a place where they “specialize (sic) in intimate waxing for men and women”, but don’t let that put you off (or if you go for the waxing, pop in here afterwards, to sooth the soreness).
Copita is a small bar, with bar stools around high bench like tables that has the look and feel of a San Sebastian bar. OK, I am sure that there is some health and safety reason why hams aren’t hanging from every available part of the ceiling, but there is a small list of small plates, beer on tap, cider in bottles and a short, all Spanish list of wines and sherries, available by glass, carafe and bottle.
The shortish menu has such delights as smoked anchovy fillet on pork crackling, which really did taste as good as it sounds. There are slices of ham, cheese plates and croquette: today’s being a (so, so) mussel one. Roast shallots came with sobrasada (chorizo like sausage) and parmesan, the pork belly roll with courgette and chilli jam (a sort of slider really) and the standout dish of smoked haddock with a perfectly cooked egg yolk and spinach.
None of the plates are large, none of them more than a fiver or so, but lots of fivers can add up.
Service is fine; a bit slow considering how few people were in, and the atmosphere a little flat (same reason); I can imagine that this livens up a lot.
As well as the inside bar, there are a couple of outside tables, which are a lovely way to watch the world go by. Alas on our visit, a lovely summer’s afternoon, a guy took one of the tables outside, had a glass of water and his own food. That is not cool. Especially when there is smoked anchovy fillet on pork crackling on offer.