La Cosmopolita (Malaga)
Finished (prematurely, more on that) with a bang. Great meal, not flawless, but probably the most memorable meal for various reasons. The hits more than made up for the dud(s). My favorite kind of staff. Not the overly professional, robotic, but the goofy kind. One of them (the goofiest) told me the chef used to own a place in NYC called Da Andrea, which I’m all too familiar with. There was a time when I was young when Da Andrea was my favorite restaurant in NYC. I spent birthdays and other events there. It changed the way I looked at Italian food and even wine. But I never met the owner who was always in the kitchen. So if you can imagine the thrill of meeting him in Malaga out of all places. He wasn’t there the day we went, so I had to come back the next day. We had quite the a lengthy discussion surprisingly.
As for the food, the Mollete de Atún, one of their specialties is like the best raw tuna sandwich you’ll ever find. Mollete translates to a muffin (like an English Muffin I suppose), but its actually IGP protected buns from Antequera. Another big hit was the steak tartare. I dont recall eating tartare this good even in Paris recently. The big dud for me was the Crab Omelette. Love eggs and crab, but another reminder that not together. Another Tuna Cadiz style, a special, was nice, but a slight preference to the one we had in Granada surprisingly. And absolutely loved, loved the Payoya cheesecake here, albeit I liked that Payoya funkiness more than her. Already blogged about it here
