Just a wonderful, local, and friendly place. I stumbled on here by accident when I first came to Madrid and was lost. One of the gentlemen working pointed me in the right direction and I vowed after that to come back before I left. And I am so glad that I did! Walked in and I was usure where to sit, but was welcomed to a small table for two. My order for wine was immediately taken and a side of pasta was brought out--it was delicious!! It was about a half a cup of pasta with some tuna in it and a light dressing. After finishing my waiter returned and asked if I wanted something else. I asked for their pollo ajilio, which I thought was going to just be chicken and garlic. Boy, I was so wrong. About 20 minutes later the waiter brings out a large platter of pappas (potatoes) and grilled pollo (chicken). The pollo and pappas were a little salty for me, but had a nice mild flavor. And some of the chicken bones were a little crunchy. While I ate the waiter checked on me, but otherwise just let me read and eat for as long as I wanted. There was no way I could take my food home, so the waiter boxed it up for me. Will be eating it over the next few days! The service and atmosphere are great, I felt very welcome! I was surprised by the size of the food and based on the lack of seasonings I may order something else the next time. I am not giving up on this restaurant just yet!! read more

Not sure if we maybe just picked a bad time to come to Casa de Asturias or if it's just really not a great spot, we cut our lunch here short so it's hard to say. Each of us ordered a glass of cider which surprisingly came with a free (yay!) tapa... unfortunately the tapa was literally a version of cold cocktail weenies and potatoes in sauce that slightly resembled bbq... which was not great. I think we ate all the potatoes and left the tiny hotdogs alone. Decided not to order anything further after the free tapa was such a disappointment and carried on with our afternoon stroll. read more

Ok, so I'll admit upfront that I'm a stupid American who didn't do his Spanish homework. Still, I mostly I managed to get by pretty well in Spain by pointing and saying "quiero este". Unfortunately, the waiter here didn't even want to give me the chance for that. I asked the waiter if he spoke english (in english) when I first walked in. He said no, but walked in confidently, not ready to let a little language barrier stop me from enjoying the only 4-star Yelp place within 2 blocks. Big mistake. For some reason, we were left us languishing at our table for a solid 30 minutes while other tables were attended to. When I finally got the waiters attention, I was ready to show him that I had hung on in Spanish class for a couple of years, or at least had a few solid years of eating burritos under my belt. I bravely pointed to a picture of beans on the menu and said: "Queiero este frijoles y papas bravas" He responded: "No es frijoles." Me: "No? Que es?" Waiter: "Es fabada" Me: "No es frijoles?" Waiter: "No. Es fabada." *phone rings and he walks away, never to return* I Wikipedia fabada and decided it was time to leave. 15 minutes later we were able to get our check for the drinks and get out of there. read more