Saturday June 20
As we were footsore from wandering around the Buen Retiro gardens, stopped for lunch at the only place on our way that was open, el Rincón de Sanabria, where our guesswork Spanish worked only halfway. We were safe with the entremeses Español - various types of ham and chorizo, plus a little manchego cheese - and the Libral fish. But when Barbara ordered "caracoles" expecting snails, what she got was snail-shaped pasta, the Spanish equivalent of mac n' cheese; and the waiter seemed to say that "magret" was fish, but it turned out to be pork stew with fries.
Back to La Trucha for dinner, as the other two places we'd gotten off the Fodor's website didn't look good. Our nice waiter found us a cava, which turned out to be Friexenet Carta Nevada (just like home), and started us off with a lovely hot platter of thin-sliced fried eggplant (berenjena), and another of grilled asparagus. Our mains were chopitos, fried baby squid, which is a specialty of La Trucha's, and as we had to have at least one trout dish, an escabeche with garlic, bay leaves, and pepper. After all that we couldn't manage dessert, but our nice waiter gave us each a shot of the Basque liqueur pacharan, on the house.
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