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It has been said for so long, it has become a cliche.
Spanish food is the most underrated in the world. Cliche
or not, we should all keep on saying it, for Spanish
fare could and should stand proudly next to those of
its overexposed neighbors, France and Italy.
Who can top Spain for quality, freshness and inventiveness
with fish and shellfish? Who makes better, more luscious
or unctuous ham? Few cuisines can improve on Spain's
use of red peppers, almonds, anchovies, salt cod, olives
or olive oil.
They don't have an extensive inventory of cheeses,
but Spaniards can turn out a pretty spectacular sheep's
milk cheese. Who even knows that Spanish soil harbors
some of the world's finest black truffles? And their
wines are quite spectacular, too. Not to mention all
the virtues of the Mediterranean diet.
So what's wrong with the picture? Spain already has
a food-eager, even food-obsessed, populace - an essential
foundation for a consolidated, flourishing cuisine.
It also has a growing band of young, deservedly chauvinistic
chefs out beating their pots and pans for the cause.
What Spanish cuisine lacks is ambassadors: quality
Spanish restaurants abroad, a healthier tourist industry.
Around the world, ask the man on the street, and the
only food he'll connect with Spain is paella.
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Meanwhile, go to Spain and see for yourself.
Open your palates to ultra-fresh fish and shellfish
grilled simply, then topped with garlic and oil;
to rustic slices of bread scrubbed with tomatoes
and topped with anchovies; to tapas bar potatoes
bathed in a spicy aioli.
Tour Barcelona's covered market and stop at the
Bar Pinocho for a bracing espresso, a breakfast
of thinly sliced, grilled artichokes, fresh-from-the-fishmonger's
langoustines, sweet and surely decadent fried
sweets.
The single caveat is to remember that the Spaniards
will pay any price for fresh fish. So be sure
to calculate the price before you order, particularly
on shellfish priced by weight. Or, like certain
impulsive customers, you'll end up paying up to
$100 for a single rosy spider crab, or gentolla.
But what a delicious, meaty, succulent spider
crab it was.
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No. 1: Ca l'Isidre, Les Flors 12, Barcelona; tel:
441-1139.
No. 2: Viridiana, Juan de Mena 14, Madrid, tel:
523-4478.
No. 3: El Olivo, 1 General Gallegos at corner
of Juan Ramon Jimenez, Madrid, tel: 359-1535.
Over a series of visits to Spain, Barcelona's Ca
l'Isidre stands out above the rest. A small family
restaurant run by the purely professional and outgoing
Isidre Girones and his daughter, Nuria, it offers
a true cuisine of the market, as the intense, dark-
eyed Isidre scours the lively Boquerua central market
each morning, handpicking the tiniest of whitebait
for deep-frying, the freshest Spanish artichokes,
the high- grade pork loin that's cured like ham,
and the firm cloves of garlic that go into his seamless,
eggless aioli.
I think of this compact, bistro-sized restaurant
- with its crisp white linens, and walls lined
with artwork - as a classy cocoon for gourmands.
Serious eaters come alone, tuck white napkins
beneath their chins, and carefully savor every
morsel, in silence.
Don't miss a chance to sample Isidre's fideos,
tiny vermicelli pan-fried in oil, then baked in
broth until a nutty flavor dominates. Served sizzling
hot, with an aioli made only of garlic, lemon
juice and olive oil, it's enough to console you
for a week. Equally dramatic is Isidre's version
of blistering baby eels as fine as spaghetti,
fragrant with garlic and a hint of hot pepper.
Close your eyes and search out the hint of the
iodine tang of the sea. They're slightly crunchy,
al dente, and served with a tiny wooden fork -
better to swirl the baby eels, better not to burn
the palate.
There are great renditions, too, of espardenyes
(the rare tiny sea cucumbers) simply grilled;
a soothing marriage of baby fava beans, fresh
mint and cuttlefish; and daughter Nuria's extraordinary
rum-marinated and sauteed apple dessert. Closed
Sundays, holidays and August.
A la carte, 4,450 to 5,500 pesetas ($37 to $45),
including service but not wine.
Viridiana, named after Luis Bumuel's 1961 film,
is as one would expect, a place of passion and
controversy. If you're in the mood for explosive,
sometimes wild, but generally well-executed fare,
then head straight to this popular Madrid restaurant
run by Abraham Garc?a, a self-educated chef who
also serves as a local film expert and critic.
Dining here is a bit like getting on a roller
coaster and just letting the car rip, but what
a ride! Often, it takes just that margin of zaniness
for a chef to come up with such mercuric combinations
as foie gras preserved with the powerfully nutty
Pedro Ximenez sherry, served on a slice of brioche
and imbibed with more dark, syrupy sherry; or
toast topped with sorrel cream, green tomatoes
and a duet of anchovies - one cured in vinegar,
the other in salt. Delicious, both, and equally
inventive.
Chef Garcia turns classic, with a dashing Andalusian
combination of thinly sliced oranges, red onions,
salt cod, oil and black olives; and then tames
the palate with tiny cloudlets of sweet sea bass
set on a cabbage leaf and adeptly cooked in a
young cabernet wine sauce. The wine list is extensive
and expertly conceived, covering every nook of
the wine-making world.
Closed Sunday, holidays and August. A la carte,
3,550 to 5,250 pesetas, including service but
not wine.
Theme restaurants generally end up looking like
little more than a theme without a motive. But
El Olivo - devoted to chef-owner Jean-Pierre Vandelle's
passion for olive oil - uses the golden liquid
as a serious foundation.
There's a rolling cart offering more than 70
Mediterranean olive oils and a bar stocked with
more than 100 varieties of sherry. Like the cuisine
of Abraham Garcia, I found Vandelle's food exciting,
stimulating, and wildly creative. (His passions
took him through 32 different tones of green,
to get the right one for painting his restaurant.)
The best of many dishes sampled was his quartet
of salt cod, which includes a smooth brandade;
a version in which the fish was shredded and pan-fried
with garlic; another bathed in a vibrant red sauce.
He grills monkfish simply, a la plancha, and serves
it with a rich black-olive sauce; creates a lively
lobster salad set on a bed of warm pasta tossed
with tarragon and chervil in a zesty vinaigrette;
and scrambles eggs with bits of blood sausage,
topped with just-fried shoestring potatoes. Don't
miss his rich and ethereally textured chocolate
marquesa, a blend of dark chocolate, cream, egg
whites and sugar.
Closed Sunday, Monday and August. Menu at 3,750
pesetas. A la carte, 4,450 to 5,300 pesetas, including
service but not wine.
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No. 1: Zuberoa, Barrio Iturrioz (Iturriotz in
Basque) 8, Oyarzun (Oiartzun), 13 kilometers east
of San Sebastian; tel: (43) 49-12-28.
-No. 2: El Raco de Can Fabes, Sant Joan 6, San
Celoni (Sant Celoni in Catalan), 50 kilometers
north of Barcelona); tel: (3) 867-28-51.
No. 3: Arzak, Alto de Miracruz 21, San Sebastian;
tel: (43) 27-84-65.
Certainly the best sign of a good meal is one's
instant desire to return. I hadn't spent more than
five minutes in the gentle country dining room of
Zuberoa, a short drive from San Sebastian, the Spanish
Basque city, when I found myself already plotting
a return trip.
I can't imagine anyone being unhappy in this
600-year-old farmhouse, with its huge terrace
overlooking a vast expanse of green, rolling hills,
its stone walls, and its cool blue and white decor,
attentively attended by ladies in crisp black
and white. Of course, it's a family affair, with
Hilakio Arbelaitz deftly handling the old coal-burning
cast-iron stove, brother Jose Mari working his
magic with the exquisite pastries, and brother
Eusebio calmly directing the dining room.
The food here is from the heart, thoroughly Basque
and brilliantly original. The meal could open
with a perfect, single fresh anchovy, split open
and marinated in fragrant extra-virgin olive oil
and a touch of vinegar, then topped with a sparkling
fresh salsa of cubed fresh tomatoes, celery and
green pepper.
Chef Arbelaitz's idea of a salad might be fresh
langoustines split and grilled to a caramelized
edge, set upon a thin bed of wilted greens, then
showered with minuscule cubes of sweetbreads and
pig's feet, adding a warm, rich, substantial texture
to it all. Other high points of a multicourse
meal include a perfectly seared lobe of foie gras
floating in a gentle broth, thickened slightly
with fresh chick peas; extraordinarily robust
and full-flavored breast of pigeon cooked rosy
rare and paired with a lovely Italian-style risotto
topped with a tiny chorizo sausage; and an unforgettable
tarta de queso, a tangy-sweet cheese tart that
lies somewhere in the stratosphere between cheesecake
and quiche. With it all, sample the fine local
white txomin etxaniz txakoli, and then a ruby
Rioja.
Closed Sunday dinner, Monday, the first two weeks
in January, last two weeks in October. 8,000-peseta
($56) tasting menu. A la carte, 4,200 to 6,200
pesetas, including service but not wine.
El Raco de Can Fabes, a half-hour's drive north
of Barcelona, presents pleasing contrasts. The
decor is old and rustic, the cuisine modern, slightly
wacky, exceptionally energetic. Chef Santi Santamaria
is dedicated to promoting the cooking of Spain,
particularly his native Catalan cuisine.He is
clearly not content with his Michelin two-star
status, and is considered a serious contender
for the top rating.
Come to this wood-beamed former tavern for a
gastronomic feast, and don't be in a hurry. A
tasting meal might begin with a pair of poached
quail eggs set on a bed of espardenyes, a newly
prized variety of sea cucumber that has long been
eaten by Catalan fishermen, and a sweet, finely
textured delicacy worth seeking out when dining
in the region.
Santamaria's passion for wild mushrooms and black
truffles is carried from kitchen to table, as
with his nobly textured royal de trufas, a new
rendition on a classic royale (a creamy poached
custard-like mixture) incorporating rich truffle
cream with a layer of sliced, fresh truffles.
Chef Santamaria's chicken consomme - consome de
gallina - made me want to run to the kitchen and
begin preparing a kettle of consomme; while his
pulpitos con habas, miniature crunchy baby octopus
topped with tiny fresh fava beans, offered the
epitome of pure, unadorned flavors and textures.
He has become famous for his ravioli de gambas
- a carpaccio of the freshest baby shrimp molded
upon a "filling" of pureed, sauteed
wild mushrooms and showered with chives and parsley
- though I have my doubts about its validity.
The dish lacks a legitimate destination: Truly
fresh shrimp have such a sweet flavor and a texture
of pillowlike fluffiness when cooked, it seems
wrong to denature them by serving them, basically,
raw. Yet he redeems himself with a finely gamy
becasse (woodcock), served with an original and
refreshing salad of radish greens and baby turnips.
His cellar holds some true, exciting treasures,
including a sparkling cava (Recaredo Brut de Bruts),
an extraordinary 1985 Cabernet Sauvignon (D.O.
Costers del Segre), and a sweet closer, Moscatell
Casta Diva from Alicante.
Closed Sunday dinner, Monday, first two weeks
in February and in July. A la carte, 6,400 to
7,500 pesetas, including service but not wine.
The seaside town of San Sebastian has more to
offer than true character, an innate charm and
a fabulous market. It also has Juan Mari Arzak,
whose Arzak is only the second restaurant in Spain
to be honored with a third Michelin star. (The
first was Madrid's Zalacain.)
Arzak is situated in an old house on the main
road leading into town, and much like San Sebastian
itself, the walls all but speak with a natural
style of homegrown elegance. And while Arzak's
food can certainly make one turn cartwheels, I
found a very certain lack of enthusiasm in the
kitchen, enough to keep it from the very top of
the list. What's more, tables are too closely
spaced, and service is lackluster.
That said, I'd go back any day to savor this
carefully considered cuisine, marriages of flavors
and ingredients that are neither totally obvious
nor willfully reckless. The most earthshaking
dish of a series of samplings was a combination
of langoustines, woodsy, fresh morel mushrooms
and just a spoonful of palate- awakening almond
puree. The woods, the sea, the orchard never saw
happier companions, as the dynamic identities
of the mushroom and the crustacean held their
own, and the haunting almond flavor flattered
them even more.
I was equally enchanted by his expertly cooked
merlu, or hake, served in two sauces: a leading-role
sauce of black, cuttlefish ink and another a rich,
intense, almost unctuous onion puree. It's food
that appears simple on the palate, yet the results
come about only through a laborious series of
refinements. Arzak creates a wild pigeon salad,
offering rosy pigeon breast on a bed of green
and white pasta swirled with strips of zucchini,
mushrooms and snips of ham; roasts the rare baby
ortolan simple and neat; and offers an exquisite
puff pastry layered with fresh berries and creams.
Closed Sunday dinner, Monday, the last two weeks
in June, and November, 7,100-peseta tasting menu.
A la carte, 6,000 to 7,400 pesetas, including
service but not wine.
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