This place has got Spain written all over it; the tables are barrels of booze, no chairs, no special treatment but food and drink to keep you here for hours. If you’re into elbows and getting down and dirty (nope we ain’t talking booty shakin’) then this is you’re kinda place. Leave your veggie mate at home – the wall is covered in typical legs of Spanish “jamon” hanging from hooks.

The menu is luminous yellow, more local kebab joint than typical taberna. There’s only one thing for it and that’s to get stuck in like the rest of the crowd. Holler at the waiters behind the bar for some plates of cheese or meat and order in what they serve up best; bottles of home brewed sparkling wine (passed off as Cava to the typical tourist). Napkins are thrown on the ground and you’re wine is served in shallow glasses so it’s drink up or it’ll be all over you in minutes.

This place is raw to the core and cheap as chips - just how we like it.