The font made me do it. Want to eat here that is. When I saw a picture of this wall in Food & Wine magazine, I imagined it to be a small, noisy restaurant all clanging and hub bub. It turns out, it’s a large restaurant, on two floors. With a large glass front: the thick expensive glass that LVMH might use for one of their flagship stores. I am quite relieved when I am handed the lunch menu. Three courses for €14.95.
At 1pm, the restaurant is empty and I can see the staff having their lunch in the kitchen (Ah Spain). Someone rushes out, swallows and lets me have my pick of the tables (Ahem – Tlaxcal). In the next 40 minutes Ceviche 103 is full. Mostly men who I presume are here for the great lunch deal and the man size portions (seriously, had to discretely unbutton the top button of my trousers).
There are also a few older women (50’s), looking tremendous with blow dried hair, studded boots or rhinestone jeans. Most people, including myself, start with the ceviche. A mound of marinated fish, adorned with giant fresh and dried corn kernals, a tousel of red onions and… a mottled piece of sweet potato that looks like an afterthought. But actually, in a dish that is swimming in leche de tigre, that unkempt looking piece of sweet melting sweet potato turns into a surprisingly alluring accent.
My main is a large pile of breaded and fried chicken strips with a scattering of red onions and cilantro. Dessert is a doorstop of lemon meringue pie.
It is extremely good value lunch menu and the place has a fun, friendly vibe while still offering good service. The guys in the suits know. In the future, I might pick a knot of them and follow them around to see where else they are going for lunch.
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