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| - Okay, this will probably be an updated post on day in the future. But here is my deal. I got take out. I didn't see the location, though I heard it seats 16 people - so very intimate, I'm assuming. Location is kind of hidden on Leslie, just behind long-standing restaurant Al Casale.
I got the paella with all the fixings - mussels, chicken and shrimp.
I am not Spanish, I have no relatives in/from Spain to cook me a nice authentic meal, but I did spend a week in Barcelona (yay people who travel and think they're experts on topics). Maybe I was drunk the entire trip (possible), maybe I was high on travelling Europe (also possible) but I remember every morsel of rice being perfectly cooked with that dark, crispy bottom of crunchy goodness, I remember ever mussel being tender, every shrimp being cooked just on the balance of freshly pink, every chicken oozing with moisture and most importantly... the saffron. The saffron was incredible, nothing like what you have here sitting in your cupboards.
This paella gave me hopes of reliving this moment. I was sadly overwhelmed by an insurmountable assault of salt in my food. I tried to google this, for this is NOT how I like my food. I thought, perhaps I was just way too in my travel element to have noticed this, especially since tons of people on Yelp say this is very authentic food. The only thing I could find is salt levels in food are dependent of regions in Spain. I'd be curious to see where the chef's inspiration comes from. But me, I couldn't scarf down more than 2 bites of this salty dish.
I would go back and try their tapas and other dishes. But I just can't trust the paella again.
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