This Restaurant came highly recommended by local friends. I was dining by myself and decided to have four small rations like tapas, instead of a large meal. My waitress was very nice and helpful. The wine by the glass is limited and features wines from Galicia, Navarra, Alicante and Catalunya amongst others. There were a few legs of Jamon ibérico hanging above the bar. I was getting excited. I was raised in Madrid and recently spent a couple of weeks in Madrid, toledo, sevilla, Granada, etc. I assume that this restaurant presents itself as a Spanish establishment. The group next to me was having a "fideua de mariscos " that looked and smelled great. But the "small plate" (read tapas) menu looked puzzling. Lots of bizarre combinations, kind of like if you let your ten year old cook and then start to add up things that really don't go together but they are having fun and in the end no one can eat it. The chef here could be an award winning pro with Michelin stars on his lapel. I don't know. And just because he chooses unlikely ingredients to create different gradations and pastel colors for your palate does not necessarily lead to a bad experience. That's the thing to do, right? I live in New York so maybe I am being unfair. I am not going to compare this place to la bernardin or "per se". Having said that, this place is not cheap and by Pittsburgh standards, these are new york prices. My first dish was a chorizo based meal with oil, Roquefort cheese and some pieces of dates in it. It was served cold and not even room temperature. The oil felt a little bit thick, didn't taste like olive oil to me and it dominated the experience. The cheese made me suffer a bit but I ate it. The rainbows and unicorns that are supposed to make your palate explode in extasis, were not simply there. I once was at a party with Paul Liebrand and he made a salad. When a chef makes something that makes you melt and you have no idea how to replicate that or how he did it, that's magic. This applies to the performing arts too. Cooking can be like painting, sculpting or playing bach partitas on a strad... I ate the chorizo because it was brought to me and I was hungry. That's all. I was drinking a glass of garnacha blanca. Next was the "pulpo a la plancha"... The octopus was overcooked, chewy. Not a very generous portion. Maybe the purveyors come on Tuesday? This was a Friday. I guess I expected something like an homage to "pulpo a la gallega". Far from it. Underneath there was something that felt like mashed potatoes and I don't remember seeing any pimenton. But the place is dark. Again, no magic. I ate it, like someone who is forced to eat a meal at their aunt's home. It was a $16 appetizer after all. Next, I ordered a glass of red. I actually don't remember now, it wasn't memorable. I think it was a rioja. With the red, I procede with the ribs. Now, where do I begin. They were tender, yet dry and flaky. Also, they were sweet, as if they were going for some momofuku inspired Korean thing. But it wasn't even that sweet. There was basically no flavor and this one really disappointed. I am no expert but I can make amazing short rib and ribs with my instant pot. I didn't attend CIA. The last dish was the signature offer from the house, I'm assuming, because it was the "morcilla". It was actually brought in as the fourth course even though I asked for it as a third. But why not? Grand finale, right? Back up the truck! . Small portion, and dry. I felt like I was eating Styrofoam. For a place that makes pretty oily dishes, this Morcilla (blood sausage) was not moist. Again, served with an amalgam of ingredients that neither my vision or palate could recognize. So, final thoughts : this place, under some kind of a Spanish heritage guise, fails to capture the essence of the flavors of Spain. I applaud the valor of the chef to be adventurous and, using avant guard ideas in the preparation of unique is always welcome. I once ate at a high end Italian in Tokyo. Everything looked and felt like Japanese traditional food. Yet, my mouth was convincing me that I was eating great Italian dishes, one after the other. By no means, in spite of my opinion, I am telling you not to visit "Morcilla". Everyone has a bad day. Maybe it was one of those. Furthermore, the group next to me, was having fun and they kept telling the waiter how glorious the "fideua" was and how everything was prepared to perfection. Perhaps this is the way to go. Pittsburgh needs more places like this and I am impressed with the growth in the high end restaurant scene. I saw a nice feature on youtube about why pgh is the hottest place to eat and, "morcilla" was featured. Not so fast. At least if you visit this place, avoid the "tapas" (they don't call them that, oddly enough). And kudos to the servers, waiters and staff. read more