Pizarro's reputation had me drooling , and a cold winter night spurred my expectations of warm delicious satisfying food.
The no booking policy was a nuisance , as sitting at the bar , facing the oven, or in the window facing the windy street , ( the only options )meant a conversation between 3 people was not easy .
The staff were busy , but welcoming . The service was good , and we had the entertainment value of watching all the dishes being plated up .
My friends chose well, and were happy as they knew the menu , I started with a delicious little squid dish . My main of vegetables “ en Papillote” was a real disappointment. I had imagined delicious little morsels of wonderful vegetables , with some sort of seasoning , wrapped carefully in parchment paper .
So much for my imagination . As I was sitting facing the oven I saw this sad
little parcel cut open by the chef , to expose a foil envelope , with a layer of paper , and all the steam escaping .
So when it arrived it was cool, soggy , and tasteless . I emptied the Aluminium envelope ( so unappetising ) and found slices of just on the hard edge of ‘al dente ‘ vegetables ; carrots , potatoes, pumpkin and maybe fennel . It was lifted by a tasty portion of salsa romesco. I admit I made the wrong choice , and did not complain ; mea culpa .
So being trendy , being polar , and being busy , is not necessarily a good omen .
Happy hunting and eating !