A two-hour bus trek from Bilbao to dine at the world-famous temple to grilling. Such a dream come true!
Michelin 1*.
Prawns of Palamos (along the Costa Brava, northeast of Barcelona). These are highly valued for their flavor and size. I held my hand next to the prawns for reference; I remember a Carabinero being about the size of my full hand, and these are about 2/3 of that. But if we’re talking richness of flavor... these are a bit sweeter and more robust.
The famous egg Revuelto. The menu identifies this as Scrambled egg, with chanterelles and white truffle... but that egg was clearly not scrambled in the traditional sense. The yolk had a thick consistency... again, barely cooked... by the wizard behind the grill. And the chanterelles and white truffles just absolutely took this over the top.
This extra course is about 3/4 into the menu, but I gotta share it with you now since it blew my mind! Elvers (or “angulas” in Spanish) are baby eels. I’d read about this delicacy and Etxebarri serves it as a supplementary course... these are only in season from November to May. Once I got over the fear factor of eating a bowl of baby slithery sea creatures... OH MY GOD... they were sublime. These were just grilled with a tiny bit of txakoli wine spray. The flavor and texture is delicate but distinctly like unagi... minus the bonyness... and the smokiness is intense. It’s served with a bone fork, as metal would alter the delicate flavor.
The pièce de résistance... the famous txuleta/chuleta. Beef chop. This is a portion for one, and served with a big heaping plate of lightly-dressed lettuce and onion. When this beast dropped on my table, I thought there’s no way I could get through even half of this giant portion... but it was SOOO GOOD... and I was in a zone. Granted, I’m not even a steak guy... but this was THE MIC DROP... and I definitely finished off this bad boy, worth its weight in gold. I tried to photograph it from different angles to get the best shots of the glistening fat and rare meat.