Every so often in the United States you hear folks talk (or write) about a city where the food is so uniformly good that "you can't get a bad meal" there.
No such place exists. Not in the United States, and probably not anywhere on the planet. And as great as food in Madrid can obviously be, it certainly is not true here, either. We found that out the hard way during our first day or so in the city. We were so consumed by our travel schedule and by our efforts to be minimally communicative in the Spanish language that we forgot to do our homework when it came to finding places to eat after touching down.
That was a big mistake.
I'll single out El Madroño as an example because it seems to rake in the euros regardless of a few negative reviews, and it was about the first one we went to. Probably because it's located only a couple of hundred meters from Plaza Mayor, the restaurant charges considerably higher prices than seems typical for such average-to-mediocre food in Spain. We were served an unimaginative salad that seem typical of such places; it consisted largely of iceberg lettuce and subpar tomatoes, and had a bit of corn in it. We allowed ourselves to be upsold on gambas al ajillo, which were smallish and overcooked. Jamón plate was generous and quite good, but we would have better product for considerably lower prices in the days to come.
The restaurant is located in a nice plaza at the north end of Calle Cava Baja. It's pretty good for people-watching and ambience, but in as a magnificent a city as Madrid, there are definitely more evocative spots. (A night later we had drinks in the Plaza San Andres, just off the southern end of Calle Cava Baja, which we found to be much more magical environment, featuring centuries-old churches and a square doubling as an impromptu urban dog park.)
Service was professional enough, but I got the impression that the fellas were going through the motions.
Not a terrible experience by any means, but a disappointing one. My advice is to keep looking. 2.5 stars. (We had vague awareness at the time that the tiny tapas place across the street, Casa Revuelta, is considered an old classic, but we wouldn't have been ready yet, on this first day of the trip, to dive into that mass of people anyway.) read more