Terra Mundi, Madrid

Tuesday June 16

We had no excuse for a big dinner. We'd had a big lunch (and a welcome sit-down) at the Sidreria Kupela, just behind the Thyssen-Bornemiscza, as a break from what Holt called the Bataan Death March of Art. Three types of bacalao: in herby yellow sauce, green sauce, and red (but not spicy) sauce. A spice-rubbed duck breast, grilled, with some sweet dipping sauces of apple and orange squash. And a great red wine, whose name I hope we'll find in our notes.
But when 10 PM rolled around, we felt ourselves called to consume industrial quantities yet again, and strolled out to Terra Mundi (which is right up Lope de Vega from la Fabrica - we felt like dropping in and saying hello). This place is all about good local produce, especially meats, so we had 'em: solomillo de buey Gallego (slices of beef al vin de Mencía, with cubed fried potatoes and little pimentons de Padrón) and delicious zorza, little cubes of spicy pork over the same type of potatoes and pimentons. The wine was a Campillo rioja crianza 2005, and very good.